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Isn't this dress just bananas? I would smile and scream with excitement if the botox was settled in more. Right now though, I am tighter that my assistant Brad before his colonic. But seriously, I wanted an explosion of matronly prints and just look how perfectly I worked it out. I feel so Miami. Bea Arthur was so insanely jealous of this frock. You should've seen her. Completely fucking bananas.
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LOVE HER. WANT HER. AIM TO BE HER.
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