This Brunette is the pride of Kansas City, no really… I’m not shitting you. I’m a big deal in Kansas. Dorothy and her ‘ruby red slippers’ didn’t have shit on me and my red high heels. Sorry, bitch go back to Oz, the Crazy Brunette has taken over.
I’m a trophy wife with a trucker’s mouth, popping Xanex like M&M’s, stomping my cigarettes out before the PTA bitches attack, and rocking my 4in. high heels while grocery shopping at Wal-Mart.
I’m the coolest chick you know. Accept it, deal with it, and get the hell over it.
