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I don't think I am ashamed of anything just yet. But the idea of being ashamed reminds me of "skeletons in the closet" and Eddie Murphy's RAW concert. Here's a transcription of that section: All women have a skeleton in the closet. All women have done something that only them and another person knows about. All women have one skeleton. Even the little, sweet, innocent ones have something that only them and another person knows about. All women.
He goes on to talk about the quiet shy people which is basically my descriptor when at school. not so much shy but definitely quiet. I "talk by choice" and am "selective with the voice". According to his descriptors I must have a ton of skeletons, lol :P Maybe I do...maybe I am in denial.
I hate shy... You know, those shy women, those are usually the ones that have the most skeletons in their closet. That's why they shy now. Because they been raising hell all their life, now they shy. Think about it. All them shy women that you meet, they never from the town you meet them in. They always from somewhere else. Then they come to your town and get shy. Get the fuck out of here. They afraid to talk, because they think a bone is gonna fly out their mouth or some shit. |