Which neurotic bitch am I?
I like totally knew that already.
So long as I am not some mincing supporting character doomed to subordination by excusable subplots (Stanford Bleugh), I will not complain.
Those pink Manolos are still on sale...
There's still room on the Visa...
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posted by j.bot 3000 at 9:55 PM
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I'm Miranda. And completely unsurprised by that. I would be the one to get jizz across her forehead if we went to a tantric sex workshop---for sure.
OMG Hahahaha!
I thought you'd be a Carrie, too.
Were the tickets sold out for 6:40?
I still maintain that I am a Miranda-Charlotte hybrid.
I feel so satisfied by that movie.
I'm so glad they put a black woman in it. An educated one. None of that stereotypical KFC bullshit.
And a china-girl. But Lily was kind of conniving, eh? I'd be cautious around her if I were you, half-Charlotte.
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