So I've never been much for expensive clothes or haricuts or dental work (my secret service code name is actually Gap Tooth McGee) but I've also never really been all dolled up either. But then again I never really had a reason to be. I haven't even gone to a club or rave since 1992 when I still had this fantasy of becoming a back up dancer for C+C Music Factory (of course I screwed up the audition when I suggested they move their factory overseas to avoid taxes and child labor laws). Most nights I just sit at home with a cup o' soup and cuddle up with my favorite movie (Never Been Kissed).
I used to think people put too much emphasis on looks, Sarah Palin and her $300,000 suits, John Edwards and his $300 haircuts all seemed ludicrious to me and my modest Lane Bryant pants suits. Now thanks to the Kings of Jordan and Saudi Arabia I know better.

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