i would lay around and lounge around andwatch the price is right
all day long i'd sit up on the phone, ordering stupid stuff from QVC
i wouldn't be on welfare
my ignant husband would have a job at dupont, maybe chevron or bayer asprin, anything besides taco bell
i would belong to the episcapalion church and i would have children at Vanderbilt, not Motlow
i would probably be up at the PTA raising heck
every month i would dress up and go to the country club, and be very proud in the fact that i am prim and perpindicular, and that would be the most ignant part of all
i would listen to country music, my husband would drive a stupid pick up truck, we would live in a double wide trailor home,
I'M GLAD I'M NOT A WHITE LADY!
(now that you have read this once, try and read it again to the tune of "if i was a wealthy man" from fiddler on the roof, after you do that and realize the imense humor behind it, leave me some wicked cool remarks...