i had an ex girlfriend named Katrina. at the time i was fed up with her shenanigans, Hurricane Katrina hit.
so, i let katrina the girl stay at my house while i went to new orleans to clean up the mess katrina the hurricane did to verizon's cell sites.
then i came home and kicked katrina the girl outta my house. all i wanted her to do was water the lawn. i mean, katrina the hurricane did an amazing job of watering all the lawns in new orleans, i figured katrina the girl could move the little circular sprinkler on the end of the hose twice a day.
nope. when i got home i had a nice circle of grass in my backyard, and the rest was dead.
that's the last stripper i'll ever date (until the next one...
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