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When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, "What will I be?" "Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?" Here's what she said to me: "Que sera, sera! Whatever will be, will be! The future's not ours to see! Que sera, sera!"

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You gotta grow and show you're growin' now

by home_skillet
4-04-01


	You know, there's nothing quite like standing up in front of your TV set with your arms crossed and your baseball cap backwards.


	You take the good, you take the bad, you take 'em both...


	No sir, nothing quite like it. Not one thing. Couldn't really ask for more.


	Mrs. Garrett, Tutti and Blair called me fat! I think they're a bunch of fat-ists!


	Somebody please, please kill me. Please.


	You the new girl? I'm Jo, the tough one. This here's Natalie, the fat one, and Tutti, the black one.

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