"Know Your Stars... Know Your Stars... Know Your Stars... Paulina... uh, whatever her last name is..."

Paulina looked around for the origin of the Voice. "Who's there? Are you that Voice in my head again? You're not supposed to be here! I took my medicine!" She slumped into her chair and went into a pout.

"Paulina... Is the first 16 year old to get boob implants."

"What!" Paulina whipped off her shirt to show her bra. "Do these look like implants to you?" She paused and saw she was without a shirt and covered her shame.

"Paulina... Took off her shirt for a camera." The Voice was enjoying this girl.

"There are cameras around here?" She squeaked. She frantically looked for the hidden cameras that where broadcasting the topless child worldwide.

"Paulina... is a dirty trash can full of poop... according to her boyfriend, at least."

"Huh? Mr. Lancer said that about me? I mean, Dash said that about me."

"Paulina... has a D- average in every subject in school."

"Ha! Shows what you know! I have a D+ average."

"Paulina... gets a D+ average by giving the teachers free lap dances. That's why she flunks every class taught by a woman."

"How'd you find out- I mean, I don't do that!"

"Paulina... Pretends to have a last name."

"I have a last name! It's Sanchass!"

"Su-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u--u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-ure it is. I get cha."

"But I do! I do have a first name!"

"Paulina... Is stupid because she didn't listen to her Dad and actually study for once in her life!"

"But Dad was being a jerk! He wanted me to have a tiny allowance of less that 5,000 dollars a week! How am I supposed to buy my makeup on 5,000 a week?"

"Simple. Stop obsessing over you flabby face and listen to me!"

"Then he wanted me in bed by 2:00 am! Come on! Who goes to bed that early?"

"Shut up!"

"Then he wanted..."

"Paulina... Won't shut up!"

"I tell ya Mom didn't put up with that..."

"Paulina... will soon get attacked by sailors, shoved into a box fulled with banana peels, then shipped of to Cuba!"

"What?" Paulina then got attacked by a bunch of sailors. They beat her up and shoved her into a box filled with slimly banana peels. They taped 5 square feet of postage stamps on the box and shipped it off to Cuba.

"Now you know Paulina. The implant getting, lap dance giving, last-name-not have-er...er."