I ain’t smart.  I know that.  Havin’ a New Jersey accent don’t help none, neither.  But I ain’t stupid, either.  Ya gotta work.  An’ I know that I got two things gonna for me.  I got a terrific ass and I can dance.  My boobs aren’t too bad, either.  Yeah, they could be bigger, but they’re not bad.  They don’t take away.  But dancin’.  That’s what I like.  Not just that pole.  I mean, I can really dance.  I can interpret.  So, the thing is, ya know… it’s just that I hate always havin’ to justify what it is I do.  I dance.  What’s wrong with that?  I mean, I knew this kid in high school that was really tall, an’ he played basketball all the way through college.  It was just city college, but he didn’t have to pay a thing.  I don’t care where you get your degree from.  Ya got a degree.  So I’m thinkin’, how is my ass any different?  I mean, this guy wasn’t that smart.  He just used what he got.  So… Is that it?