About

I don't need diamond rings or highpriced suits that shine Limosines and flashy things or ancient bottled wine Designer names and lavish things and million dollar heir. Bonny Dames without a brain I never really cared I dont care nothin about it I dont care for slitzy things or a fancy neighborhood Glamour games or plastic fame or the king of Hollywood Dazzling flamboyant things or a top hat on my head Or modeling for magazines or to be a debonaire

Favorite saying

• "...And bam! The shine's off the apple. And that's when you find out that that pretty little girl you married isn't a pretty little girl at all. No, she's a man-eater. And I'm not talking about the "whoa-whoa, here she comes" kind of man-eater. I'm talking about the kind that uses your dignity as a dishtowel to wipe up any shreds of manhood that might be stuck inside the sink. Of course, I may have tormented her from time to time; but, honest to God, that's what I thought marriage was all about. So much so that, by the end of that relationship, I honestly don't know who I hated more - her or me? I used to sit around and wonder... why our friends weren't trying to destroy each other, like we were. And here, it turns out, the answer's pretty simple: They weren't unhappy. We were. “Then for the last time, don’t stick any part of your hairless body into my business. Trust me, there is nothing for you to gain from it. Because even if you went on a cruise to the most remote regions of the ocean and rescued my drowning, salt-soaked body in time to pump the sea water out of my lungs and bring me back from the brink of death, I would STILL be upset that the first face I saw was yours!” " RUN BITCH!!!!! RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ""