I eat food off the floor. I try not to judge people when I see them, but hell, some people just need to be made fun of. I find it ok to stare at women's clevage(even if you're of the women species), because they are wearing the outfit so you DO stare. When I share my food with my dog, I use my hands to feed myself. Eventhough I am a girl, I do fart/puke/shit/burp/snot rocket. I'm open-minded and outgoing. I'm easy to get along with, but most of the time I'm a bitch. If you yell at me, I will yell back. For some reason, people fear my dad. I don't find it necessary to wake-up early when I have nothing to do all day. When everyone else is getting up in the morning to go to work/school, I'm sleeping. I drink to get drunk and have fun. I'm not a sipper, I'm a chugger and wanter morer. Grammer is key with me. I don't believe that vehicles need backup beepers, if you can't see the reverse lights on a Semi-truck, you shouldn't be fucking driving! I'm more afraid of my nightmares than I am of true reality. I hate when guys wear socks to bed. I'd rather be barefoot than have to put shoes on to go out. I can break your computer, then fix what I've done. I answer phones and take reservations. I shouldn't be in customer service, I hate people. I never give up without a fight. I don't wash my hands after I use the bathroom. I'm happy when I come home and see that my dog hasn't eaten thru my garbage. My landlord's a slumlord. When the wind blows the right way, my house gets a wiff of cow shit. I'm not a girly-girl. I don't care if I get dirty when I have to do things. I'm very independent. I live alone and love it. I've seen many people move in, move out and move on. I don't change who I am for anyone.I love NASCAR and drinking beer. Moonshine soaked peaches taste like rotten fruit soaked in gasoline. I've seen some things that no one else has. I get excited when the fire whistle blows and the engine lights and sirens go off. I laugh when people say cock, pussy, penis, butt or vagina. I got drunk in London when I was 16 and swear I heard a swan quack at me. I told an English taxi driver he was driving on the wrong side of the road. I've been shitted on by a seagull, I never got any good luck from it. I made out with Mr. Clean in Dover, DE. He wanted me to go back to Maryland with him, but I told him I didn't want to miss the race. Paris is a shithole, I've seen it and have the pictures to prove it. 13 is my lucky number. So, I know I'm bad luck. I'm a 26 year child and I couldn't be more happier.
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