There is only one thing I like more than men. W4M

Hi boys. You sweet succulent little scamps you. I love men of all shapes and sizes. I love the way you smell, the way you dress, the way all your heads turn when a pretty girl walks by. I love everything about you. But there is one thing I love more then men. One thing I could never live without. What’s that you ask? Simple: Crack rock.

Crack is so awesome! If you’ve ever smoked it, then you know what I’m talking about. The heat goes into your lungs, then you exhale that milky white smoke, and BAM!!! You’re in the crack zone baby and everything is “A” okay. Oh sweet Crack, nectar of the Gods, scrumptious cornucopia of pleasure.

I’ll do anything for crack. And I mean anything. Once I was hurting so back for a hit that I crapped my pants and didn’t even know it. It was really embarrassing because I was on the Redline and people all around me starting dry heaving and finally one woman threw up and started a grisly chain reaction of vomitus. It was like the scene Chunk described in “Goonies” when the bad guys threatened to stick his hand in the blender. Horrifying.

Another time a guy told me he would give me a rock if I did all of his biology homework. I wanted that rock so bad that I did it and double checked my answers. I felt so humiliated.

So I’m looking for a guy that likes crack as much as I do. Crack rules! Am I right or what? If you’ve never smoked crack then I sincerely encourage you to try it. You won't regret it. Remember how great it was when the Sox won the World Series? Now imagine how incredible it would have been if you were high on crack? I was and it kicked so much ass!

About you: I don’t really care what you look like, I'm not shallow, just get me my rock.

About me: I’m about 5’10, 87lbs, sometimes my face is swollen, yellow (false)teeth to compliment my yellow hair(wig), I'm 27 but have been told I look more like 45. Also I heard I smell like kerosene. My hobbies include smoking crack or smoking things that I think are crack. I also like to knit and play scrabble. If you’ve ever seen “Cops” episode #286, I’m the chick that the cops can’t decide whether I’m a womanl or a man in drag until I drop my pants and pull a crack pipe out of my cooze. That was my fifteen minutes. If you haven't seen it, don't worry I have it on beta.

P.S. No Fatties!!!