I am someone you probably don't want to know personally... I eat kittens, puppies, bunnies, babies and makeup with my sister who runs a child slave ring, selling Puerto Rican children on the black market. I beat up nuns, I throw vibrators into large crowds of old church ladies... I fart in elevators, I belch in restaurants and I vomit when I'm turned on. I have tea with Mum twice a day, every day and the rest of the time I spend making clothing out of fishing line and cough syrup. I like the smell of gasoline, cardboard boxes, new books and a clean pair of boxers. I like to defecate in church hymnals... makes the songs sound better.If you are a robot, an alien or something else interesting or remotely productive towards the evolution of a vastly inferior race (humans) then feel free to "hit me up" as the kids say it.
Ain't no sum-bitch gonna treat me like a ho... I'm a classy, honey, kissy, huggy, lovey, dovey, ghetto princess... so deal with it.
Don't hate me because I'm better than you, because there is always going to be someone out there who is... in fact, most people will be.
Paper or plastic?