As if it really matters? WTF?, LMAO, ROTFLMAO, OMG, LOL, and most importantly.... just sayin.... if I were to post one tit pic I could write in my profile I was a crazed escaped mental patient and nobody would notice anything other than the nippage. I could say I'm a lady first and foremost but I don't think most know the true meaning of what a lady is, and I don't think its that appealing to most on here.
Turn ons:
DRAMA, DRAMA, DRAMA.... I live in a virtual reality, you must be able to post every intimate detail of you, me, US. Need to post your every movement from the moment you wake up.... I NEEEEEEEEEED to know... fucked up people with no clue..
Turn offs:
real people with real agendas.... I prefer psychotics.... much more amusing to deal with...
Ideal:
Out of shape (flabby), stringy comb-over, rude, crude, prejudiced, no sense of humor, bad in bed, unemployed, no ambition, uneducated, illiterate, lives at home or with a crowd in a little room, or better yet.. homeless....
Activities: BON... :^)... riding winding roads in the country, biker events, listening to live music, photography, my kids...
Harleys don't leak oil, they mark their territory
I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times." It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
Interests: amateur photographer.. take my camera on the road with me everywhere, ya just never know what phot op lies ahead....
"if you don't ride, then you don't know... its all about the freedom of the open road".... RIDE ON....
Favorite Music:
take me to see Bruce and I'm yours... Jersey girl :D... have seen him in the 70's, 80's and 90's... need to see him NOW... I've been to over 60 concerts (that I can remember, smirk)... usually can be found Saturday night somewhere listening to music in a bar or at a festival....
Sirius radio, can't live without Howard, classic rock, metal/hard rock, blues, bluegrass, rockabilly, motown, classical -- Bonamassa, Vaughn, Guy, Raitt, Springsteen, Aeromsith, AC/DC, Nugent, Satriani, Kid, Jackyl, Cinderella, Crue, Leppard, Nickelback, Saliva, Bach, Mozart, Salieri, Winston, Morricone.....
Favorite TV Shows: SOA, HOUSE, CSI's, History Channel, SpikeTV, Bravo, etc.. I sooo miss The Soprano's, Six Feet Under, Seinfeld, Sex and The City, Celebrity Rehab, Rock of Love with my man Brett Michaels!
Favorite Movies: Easy Rider (OF COURSE!), Goodfellas, Godfather I & II, The Departed, Shawshank Redemption, This is Spinal Tap, Almost Famous, Gone With the Wind, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, Legends of the Fall, Inside Deep Throat (Lenny is the man), Borat, The Matrix, Snatch, Fight Club, Burn After Reading, The Hangover!
Favorite Books: Let it Blurt / The Life and Times of Lester Bangs.... Rock On!, Mom, Have You Seen My Leather Pants?, If You See Buddha on the Road, Kill Him, I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell, Mag Magazine, National Lampoon, The Onion, Weekly World News (We are nearing the end people!)
Favorite Quotes: Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "HOLY SHIT, WHAT A RIDE!"
About Me: selfish, insanely jealous, nasty, verbally and mentally abusive... quick to stab you in the back and walk over your writhing bleeding body....