Ode to our nation's capital. Home to...um, Congress, Wale... Hm, this is a harder line than I thought. Oh, POTUS, FLOTUS and the little ones. And Air Force One! And some of our nation's brightest young third graders who contrived the funniest little list of "Types of Bitches." That's right, bitches. There are 90 types. And 90 makes for a long list people. I have trouble naming 90 friends, 90 designers, 90 foods I like, 90 ways I love Mia; and those things are important. So I don't know how these youngsters came up with 90 bitches. But they did.

Coincidently, the first bitch category I fall into is my favorite number! 19! (You should really know that by now people.) I also have a tendency to be 26-29 - usually at the same time. Sometimes, like right now for instance, I'm a 37. My best friend is also a 19, which is why we talk on the phone like ten times a day. She's been known to be a 69 on occasion. My brother is a 40, and his girlfriend is a 25. Omg I know so many number 12 bitches! I don't get number 62. And if you know a 75, send 'em my way. Maybe I should use this to categorize my dates.

I don't want to overload your short term memory, again, I'm 19, 26-29, and once in a while a 37. And I'm not lying.

http://andiamnotlying.com/2010/types-of-bitches/