crazyirishchick

Irish T-shirts Crazy Irish ChickAllow me to introduce myself. My name is Kathie, I am a part-time feces reader and professional air guitar tutor. Don’t hate me, some people are blessed. Let’s move on. My hobbies include making terrifying faces at small children and sneering at anorexic super models. I mix me Gaelic with English for the sole purpose of obtaining attention (and free Guinness). When people ask me “How do I say _____ in Irish” I normally answer with something totally random like “Me dog has monkey balls” or “May luck be to your potatoe.” For some odd reason people love to share IRA stories with me. I normally make up my own, most of which involve chickens. Yes it is true, I’m obsessed with roosters, but I never elaborate in public. I like to be the passenger in a car as apposed to being a driver. That way I can slam on the invisible brake, make loud sucking noises, and peer into peoples houses. I’m always amazed by the really dirty houses, and have been known to shout out “get some fecking curtains yer slobs.” Me own dearly sainted mother used to scrub the stoop in our tenement for Christ’s sake! I am in mid process of writing a 300 page, sexually explicit letter to Barbra Bush explaining the joy of sex with Chickens. Hopefully she will share with the Georges. David Letterman has a 1000 foot stay away order against me, but I’m over it...I heard he eats poultry (the sick bastard). I have seven children and one man-servant, I have long forgotten their names, but take secret delight in knowing that each and every one of them answers to “hey you.”
If you feel the need to contact me have at it...click your heels three times while chanting “There’s noone like Kathie.” Or click any one of these little buttons on my page.