Vicky walked into the living room with the music box I bought her yesterday. She was with her phone too. Thank God she stopped talking to that Brandon goat. I hate him more than I dislike Lil Wayne.

Vicky was putting on a blue bum short that stopped right after her butt and a stripped long sleeve. She dropped her music box on the table and walked to the standing stick used in videoing.

She set her phone in it and came to me.

"Am competing in a couple dance contest and I ...