This site about Katy is is now known by the original intended name "I got a Brazilian." Why that name? Because it was one of the most idiotically random, and completely inappropriate statements I've ever heard a woman say across a table in a crowded restaurant. Because of the disgusting randomness of the remark, it has become symbolic for my time with her. What was it like dating* this idiot? Imagine being with a know-it-all who really didn't know her behemoth ass from a hole in the ground, yet always insisted on being right. Imagine a person on her first real job who suddenly becomes an "expert" on every matter relating to business and proceeds to tell you everything you're doing wrong. And imagine a person so self-absorbed, selfish and petty that she turns any question, conversation, or situation into an argument for which she'll hold a grudge lasting days, weeks, or months. And finally, imagine a person with zero depth who finds some perverse gratifiication in making you feel like shit through her continual putdowns and tactless remarks. *Seeing each other once in a long while in order to hook up and get into a fight. |
Her place in Carrollton was the |
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