you tempt me like elaine’s babycakes. promising the sweet, bouncy goodness of life sans interest charges.
All i really want is some of your good lovin. You know, those moments when life is so good good that you want to run in a meadow with the hair flowin behind you.
All it takes is one god damned balance transfer. Something more foolish and definitely less attractive people so brazenly flaunt, saying things like, “oh my, your fico sucks balls compared to mine.”
well let me tell you annual percentage rates. if you were just a tad bit friendlier, and opened your eyes to my wanton abandon, you’ll realize what you’ve been missing. i’m great in debt. i take it hella seriously. and i even make sure that you’re satisfied… on the money, with double my minimum payments atleast 4 days before you are due.
anyway, think about my proposal, i swear you won’t regret it.
V
