look at me. i'm the girl everyone warned you about. "not girlfriend material" and certainly not someone you'd take home to meet your parents. look at me, with my bleached blonde hair, my neon pink lycra and my dick sucking lips. you just know i'm filthy in bed. your wife only has sex in missionary style with the lights off, but not me. i'd chew you up and spit you out, and you'd love every second. the only thing you can get my attention with is cash, and although you know i'm just going to spend it on getting white girl tipsy and gyrating on random dudes in bars, you can't help it. what are you waiting for? get that credit card out.