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The Rules Stand tall, shoulders back Cross your legs Play with your hair Lick your lips Don't talk too much... Dress **** feminine Don't laugh uproariously Smell good, feel smooth Don't argue argue...but don't try to win Giggle Flirt Have babies Behave Be polite Act **** Play games, hard to get Don't phone, don't act eager Keep secrets Pray you are pretty enough Always be a little weaker All this to give, to be happy, to land a man, and all he has to do is expect it.
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Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 12:21 AM UTC
The Rules
The Rules Stand tall, shoulders back Cross your legs Play with your hair Lick your lips Don't talk too much... Dress **** feminine Don't laugh uproariously Smell good, feel smooth Don't argue argue...but don't try to win Giggle Flirt Have babies Behave Be polite Act **** Play games, hard to get Don't phone, don't act eager Keep secrets Pray you are pretty enough Always be a little weaker All this to give, to be happy, to land a man, and all he has to do is expect it.
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Sep 10, 2012
Sep 10, 2012 at 12:21 AM UTC
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