I think it's ironic that I fell in love with a man I thought I would never be interested in because he's an athlete. I was always, 'An athlete? Heck no.'
I don't ever really feel that wearing my wedding ring is what determines me being married or not.
Is this chicken, what I have, or is this fish? I know it's tuna, but it says 'Chicken of the Sea.'
Am I eating chicken or tuna?
I respect knowledge of the psyche. I would be a therapist if I weren't an entertainer.
I think anything sounds good with a Southern accent.
