For a boy or girl, driving cars that they love is fun.
Girls were always my biggest distraction in school.
She's a big-hearted girl with hips to match.
I'm a sweats and UGGs girl. Very casual.
I'm a fountain of blood. In the shape of a girl.
Who runs the world? Girls.
My daughter is a redneck woman, she's a redneck girl.
Most girls don't know what to do with what they've got.
When you're with girl you want to be with, everything's perfect.
To a smart girl men are no problem - they're the answer.
Aren't people supposed to do movies so that they can get girls?
When I was a kid, I was always mistaken for a girl.
Kids can't look up to girls who are trying to be growner than they are.
Relationships are made of talk - and talk is for girls and women.
Today's girls are tomorrow's women - and leaders.
Each day when you wake up you have a choice: You can have a good day, or you can have a bad day. So you might as well have a good one.
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