bucks euros ! Wouldn't that be a great way to start your day ?!"
Bitch please, it's fucking noon. The only two people that start their day at 12pm is me, because I'm good for nothing, and you, because apparently you're tired from sucking various cocks all night. I guess we all gotta make a living somehow right?
Seriously, she's having a live anxiety attack slash coke fit, but hey, that's what you get for putting girls on daytime game TV who will work for a gram of cheap coke mixed with cut up Nestlé Strawberry Quick.
Bitch, you can't get away with that, you're no Lindsay Lohan.
"I am so high ya'll!"
"I look pretty right? Everybody always says I'm pretty."
"Insert - coke - here. And I don't snort, I push it in there. That's hot."
"These boxes like, feel sooooo nice."
"Duuuuude. Get me some lines, my high is like totally wearing off already."
"Say what? Hell to the no, you're not cutting me off until the next caller!"
"Oh my gaw, you are all tryna get me! And I ain't paranoid or nothing! What's that noise?!"
"And what the fuck you looking at bitch? I will cut you!"
"I'm just playin'. Please call me. You can totally play with my vaJayJay 'n all that."