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Sorry, babe.
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I lost my cell.
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My life would fall apart without my phone.
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It's like my second brain.
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Only brain.
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Ugh. It has my calendar, my e-mail, all my apps,
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like my birth control reminder...
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my updo how-to...
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and my death row tracker.
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So it vibrates every time someone gets executed. Yeah.
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My candy journal, my dramatic music sting,
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My virtual horoscope...