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Snappily Ever After

March 27, 2008

Some girls dream of being a princess and riding off in a horse drawn carriage with Prince Charming.

Not me.

First off – who wants to be hounded by the paparazzi?
I don’t have time to put on make-up to run errands.
(Plus excessive autograph signing leads to carpel tunnel.

Secondly, have you ever ridden in a horse drawn carriage?
My idea of romance does not involve the smell of fecal matter.
(Ya caught me – beneath this snarky exterior beats the gold heart of a rigid traditionalist.)

Of course, the real deal breaker:
There is no way a dude named “Charming” is gonna turn out to be anything other than a narcissistic little fucker whose sense of entitlement is rivaled only by his ever-growing trust fund.
(That yields compounding disinterest, thank you very much.)

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