If having thin mints for breakfast for the past 10 tens day is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If having thin mints for breakfast for the past 10 tens day is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If falling in love with an animated character is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If making an impulsive purchase is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If pressing the “door close” elevator button quickly and repeatedly, all so you can avoid talking to your neighbors, is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If getting drunk at the office on non-St. Patrick’s Days is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If quitting your telemarketing job after only a day by telling your boss you have to move upstate is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If telling the audience your lady parts are hanging out is wrong, I don’t want Britney Spears to be right.
If calling up my Grandma telling her she forgot to send my birthday card when she actually sent a card two months ago is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If wearing Mickey and Minnie Mouse on your breasts is wrong, I don’t want them to be right.
If eating a bag of oyster crackers in one sitting is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
