I Never was Good at Sharing

Hi, Black Belt Mama here.  I’m the gal who issued the Public “Buttons” Birthday challenge to Karl.  Boo, hiss, I know, I know.  After the fact I felt pretty badly about the length of the song, the public humiliation. . . but if Karl chose my challenge it must have been because no one else submitted anything even slightly better than being asked to gyrate around in public.  And if Karl still loves me (Exhibit A: me posting here today) then you should too. . .

I must admit that I’m slightly highly supremely annoyed that Karl has been off cavorting with some Canadian chick.   ”Just a friend,” hmph.  I’m not buying that.  And what’s up with this whole Supa’ Summa of Lovin’???  As a Karl-crush I was hoping for a little exclusivity, you know?  But here I am, one of a gazillion gals that Karl’s crushing on.  Maybe all the other women feel flattered about being included in this female frenzy, but I’m thinking that I’m going to kick some holes in his walls or something.

Here’s a little something I prepared just for you Karl.  Because I thought I was the only one. . .

In case you’re wondering, we filmed this on a Sunday in the middle of the afternoon, when all my neighbors were home.  I’m thinking we’re almost even on the public humiliation scale now.  And just so you know, R & B is much more my style.  I really went outside my comfort zone here, but it’s all for Karl so it was worth it.

Oh, and Karl, that was your car, right?