The 22nd Thing I've Learned Before I Turn 22!
Number 22:
(With special thanks to Mr. McCullough who made me feel better about myself.)
Fabio was on my flight that day. Of course it was a flight to L.A. "Fabio's here, Fabio's here-my god it's Fabio!"...and those were the guys. Everyone knew who he was. And I thought to myself, huh! It's a Fabio world.
It's a big, strong-jawed, blond hair blowin' in the wind, rose for the lady, "Are you two sisters?" Fabio world...It is a Fabio world, but you know what? It's also a Karin-O world!
I am Karin-O! I fall asleep with the TV on, I hate country music, I am Karin-O! I run with scissors, I forget family birthdays, they don't care, they know I'm Karin-O! I am fat and cynical, once a month I get so depressed I vomit in bed! But I don't care because I am Karin-O.
...As we were picking up our luggage, our eyes locked, and he gave me a look as if to say: "I am Fabio. I stand before you strong, but inside, I am Fabio, merchant of self-loathing. I will be discarded one day...Every time I kiss a quivering girl's hand I ask myself, 'Fabio? Is this your last one?'
But you are Karin-O and always shall be!
(With special thanks to Mr. McCullough who made me feel better about myself.)
Fabio was on my flight that day. Of course it was a flight to L.A. "Fabio's here, Fabio's here-my god it's Fabio!"...and those were the guys. Everyone knew who he was. And I thought to myself, huh! It's a Fabio world.
It's a big, strong-jawed, blond hair blowin' in the wind, rose for the lady, "Are you two sisters?" Fabio world...It is a Fabio world, but you know what? It's also a Karin-O world!
I am Karin-O! I fall asleep with the TV on, I hate country music, I am Karin-O! I run with scissors, I forget family birthdays, they don't care, they know I'm Karin-O! I am fat and cynical, once a month I get so depressed I vomit in bed! But I don't care because I am Karin-O.
...As we were picking up our luggage, our eyes locked, and he gave me a look as if to say: "I am Fabio. I stand before you strong, but inside, I am Fabio, merchant of self-loathing. I will be discarded one day...Every time I kiss a quivering girl's hand I ask myself, 'Fabio? Is this your last one?'
But you are Karin-O and always shall be!