Okay. This is a fun one. I pick my dad. It’s gonna sound strange but Rihanna reminds me of my dad. We were driving in the car and my dad was going through the radio station. I like my dads choices in music, I was positive he was going to stop at a rock station. But nope. I was dead wrong. He stopped at “Disturbia”. And I said, “You stopped at Rihanna?? “Yea. She’s hot. And her music is catchy and I like it.” Thats good enough for me. So when I hear Rihanna now I think of how she could be my new mom someday.
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Sunday, February 26, 2006
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