It came to me that women are just like that lake.They do everything to it, but it’s still beautiful. I wish you could see it, Tan. They fish from it, throw garbage in it, and sail boats in it, but it’s still just as wide and beautiful as ever.That’s what women are like, and we ain’t gon’ run dry. Sell a bit, and five minutes later we just as deep and wet and full as we was before.
