I see the way you look at me. It's not a look of desire. It's not a look of passion. It's a look of jealousy. You don't want me. Oh no...you are well passed that. You want to BE me. You NEED to be me. You crave being a sexy bitch the most. The ultimate desperation. I will help you become me, loser. Part 1: Rewiring your brain to piss like a girl