About Me


I once ripped off my t-shirt and bra in front of a group of tourists at Pearl Harbor because a bee wedged itself between my cleavage. I didn't know the Hawaiian Tropic Girls were there and no I wasn't trying to upstage them. 
Did I mention there was a killer bee stuck between my mounds??!! 

I use to walk up to friends & family and without warning crack their knuckles. I have cousins who still ball up their hands when near me and friends who swear I deformed them for life.

My hiccups sound like a pterodactyl war cry and subsequently scares the living daylights out of anyone nearby. Some take the lords name in vain. One wet themselves. (I still feel bad about that happening although my laughter didn't reflect that.)

Strap yourself in because this crap is endless and true.

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