Hello, my name is.. well, you don't fucking care, I'm 52 years old and I live in a very precarious house in a ghetto with my 32 year-old son.
I'm here seeking for men who want to have a serious relationship, or that at least will call me after a night of cassual intercourse. This man should share my passion for world and sexual domination, should be able to maintain intelectual conversations about racial hatred and, of course, should love cats.
My many interests include classical music, ancient chinese history, high caliber guns, chasing niggers with crossbows and the raising of new kinds of animal breeds.

I am Sarcastic, Eloquent, and a Psychopath

I work on a company that manufacturates verly low quality cardboard boxes, I am an active member of the Box Makers Trade Union and I also have a part-time job selling drugs to the kids of the block.
On my free time, I kneet sweaters for my cats.

I am missing some teeth, I have a lazy eye, my right leg is considerably shorter then the left one and I'm a bit overweighted. Besides that, I'm a very attractive woman.

Sex.
Cats.
A book.
Soviet vodka.
Chocolate ice-cream.

It's five, but I'm a simple woman.

New, strange, and unusual ways to copulate that haven't been implemented yet and the most eficient way to finally dominate the world.

I usually go to the local cementery and dig out some graves to see what I can find. If i'm lucky enough, I get a date for that night.

I have a very strong sexual attraction for trees and I'm addicted to gasoline (only if it's premium, I don't drink any shit).

You want me to find you and poke your eyes out of its sockets, you bastard.