Now that your here i bet your expecting to be dazzled and knocked off your feet...well you've come to the wrong place
All thats gonna be on this page are things about me, yes i know thats kinda selfish but hey, it's my page! Now, for a little info about little old me.I'm 22 years old(my birthday is December 19th so start shoppin for my gift) I live in Stratford ontario...it's suppost to be known for owr Shakesphere Theater...but really i think it should be known for the city that has the most Tim Hortin's and retirement homes in the world cuz thats all we got here.I think people are wrong when they say old people go to florida to retire cuz i think 90 percent of the seniors in the world liver here. But enough about that...lets get back to me.I have the wonderful job of working in a factory cafeteria, that's right, I'm a lunch lady.But i'm not the sterotypical lunch lady. I don't wear a hair net(cuz i wear a hat), I don't have a big old mole on my face.Not that theres anything wrong with that.Mr.Enrique Iglesias has one and a lot of women and men find him sexy.One thing i should tell you is sometimes i stray off the topic at hand but most of the time i'll find my way back. I love to cook so that was the main reason i took the job. One day i hope to have my own resturant....but if that doesn't pan out....i'm going for my second dream. To have the biggest porn store in the world!! But getting off that topic fast, i have a car which will be completly mine in 3 years, if i don't miss any payments of course. I have a 96 white 4 door sunfire that is my pride and joy. I know this is a lot of reading for you guys so i'm gonna wrap it up and if you wanna know more about me i'll leave some info on how to get a hold of me
Brenda and Martha are sitting at the kitchen table, bragging.
My daughter lives in a penthouse apartment in Miami, says
Brenda. She goes out to dinner every night at a different
restaurant, has beautiful furs and clothes, and lots of
boyfriends.
Martha replies, Yeah, my daughter's a slut too.
Driving my friend Bill and his girlfriend to
the airport, I passed a billboard showing a
bikini-clad beauty holding a can of beer.
Bill's girlfriend glanced up at it and announced,
"I suppose if I drank a six-pack of that brand,
I'd look like her."
"No," Bill corrected, "If I drank a six-pack,
you'd look like her."
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