"Mad About the Boy"

Drive my car into the ocean, oh Taper Jean Girl!

We're all mad about a boy, about that boy who seems so unreachable. Mad about his indiference, or as we may better call it, "cluelessness". Mad about that boy who seems to be so perfect only because we're not seeing him close enough to notice all his flaws. And this is only the begining. When we finally get close enough to notice his stupidness, we actually don't care; he is so cute, sexy, and handsome! "Bello, Cortés, Amable compañero. Un codiciado Soltero". Yes, each girl has her own mad-about-the-boy business, and we all drool as he walks towards us, completely unaware... for the moment ;)