I'm just a poor, white woman from the ghetto. My trailer burnt down and I'm lookin' for a place to go. I was lightin' a smoke on the rangetop and set my Ogilvy on fire. I couldn't turn the knobs on the sink to put it out because my damn Lee press-ons weren't dry yet. I lost everything but my bowling ball. Now I just spend my days at the alley, drinking cans of PBR and singin' along to Tammy Wynette on the jukebox. Join me anytime! (I'm a sure thing, sweetheart).
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Burt Reynolds. And if he's not available, I'd love to meet that monkey he drove around in the truck with...
