HOW TO BE A KRYN


When you hug a friend....and a necklace falls out of your shorts,
when you ask her if she brought her bra at Publix,
when yesterdays mascara is today's eyeliner,
and when you find out you're related to Obama,

YOU KNOW YOU'RE A KRYN
(a rare breed, thank God.)

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