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Canadian Female
I am Female.
Hey.
I’m not a wrestler or belcher.
And I don’t live in a bachelor pad.
Or live on Hot Dogs or own a Football.
And I don’t know Tonya, Sally or Kitten from Girls, Girls, Girls although I’m certain they’re really, really pretty.
I have a car not a "sweet baby"
I speak English not whatever your speaking.
I can proudly sew my country’s flag on my backpack properly.
I believe in peacekeeping not starting bar fights.
And that the Cat is a truly proud and noble animal.
A shoe is a stiletto high-heel.
A handbag and purse are not the same thing.
I like dresses and Lac.
I like putting on make-up to look pretty even if I don’t need it.
I am Canadian.
And I am Female.
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