Her Icebreaker: “How do I look? ...How about now?... and now?”
You’ve seen her. She poses relentlessly. She is one of those girls who ALWAYS thinks that she is on camera. When she finds her perfect cover girl pose, she can keep it for days. She is not fond of complicated movement. Walking is ok; running is a no-no; riding shotgun in any German- engineered ride is euphoric. She does not dance, simply because she can’t, and sex is tolerated.
You must have heard about her. She is one that commissioned a wax statue of herself from Madame Tussauds. That did not go well. Especially since, the wax artist was rushed to hospital for shock. He accidently tried to remove excess wax from the ear and nostril areas. He quickly discovered that he was no longer working on the wax figure, once blood started to pour out of her right ear.
These are the sort of things that happen when your pulse beats at less than 20 beats per minute. Girl, MOVE!
She matches up well with necrophiliacs. Ask her out if you are into hybrid corpses.
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