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[martini_corona]

A dinner conversation earlier this evening between Roommate J and house visitor Miss Alberts included mention of a large pile of clothing items and books that Miss Alberts is seeking to unload before an apartment move. The conversation then devolved, and, well, we ended up re-writing Sheryl Crow's "Are You Strong Enough To Be My Man." It is now a

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[in_parentheses]

YAY! I appreciate this, both for its inherent genius and because I am too short to wear anyone's pants. Except for Miss Alberts'.

[hisly]

Someday you will find a rich benefactor who will pay you gobs of money to sit on your ass and be amazing and hilarious and clever as you always are. Because it is a shame that your sparking wit isn't out there earning you the big bucks.