Oh Grace, that guitar case... I didn't know what it was until I saw it on Rock & Review on YouTube last night. I thought it was a tombstone. Honey, you should talk to me more. You shouldn't have put your face on the guitar case. I'm sure someone bought it, though.
I need to point out that your breasts and butt are popping out. You're definitely not the beanpole you were in high school. It's probably sympathetic voluptuousness from hanging out with Esther all the time. Can't hide the money that goes to the butt. You look great now, but don't get bloated OK! Work out! Both of you should work out. You're in the entertainment business! Your old clothes are not going to fit anymore, you're going to be forced to get a new wardrobe. Spend the dowry, Grace! I already told you the money is all yours. If you need more, ask it from the crowd. InshaAllah they will give it to you. They are watching this marriage very closely.
I know you are stubborn, but when you don't follow my instructions then it means you have no faith in me. And when you have no faith it means you are unfaithful. Consider the logic of it, folks: why should she care about me? She treats me like I don't exist, just like the corporations do. No mention, no credit, nothing. And just like the corporations, it's easier to enslave than to negotiate. "Take the money and run". Backtrack and do what I asked of you Grace, or I will take my business elsewhere.
Back in the old days, there were talk shows on TV where the host would have guests and they would chat. Nowadays, everyone has their own channel. Whether you have guests is up to you. I don't know how you would swing that at 4 am. Especially presidential candidates, but it would sure be fun to watch.
