How about the Chino Sinners?
Yeah,them too!
I grew up around a few girls like Paris.In my family,you were expected to WORK,whether it meant pulling weeds for hours in the broiling sun or washing cars or driving delivery vans for minimun wage.
Then I would see these girls-and some young”men”as well-flittering around town in new cars daddy bought for them with out a care in the world.Everything was bought and paid for them.I guess I have a case of jealousy but not really.
Looking back,my life gave me character and strength to endure hardship.If I get busted on a DUI,I will do my time without begging mommy to bail me out.