I have as many pictures of my vocal cords as I do of my children. I have a … - Anita Baker

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I smell varmint poontang. And the only good varmint poontang is dead varmint poontang, I think.

Anita Baker

I have as many pictures of my vocal cords as I do of my children. I have a great ear, nose and throat doctor, and we look at them - if there's some redness, maybe I'll take a little time off.

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