Here's an idea Rachael: personality. Try it once. You might like it. Sure this whole, you know, utter lack of personality may have worked thus far but believe me, it won't get you too far in life. Actually I take that back, you are hot in that "Gee I'm A Stupid Bitch" kind of way, so you'll be fine in life. You will fine some douche bag lawyer who was in a frat and you will make lots and lots of little cookie cutter babies who will be the mostest popularist kids in the whole school.

Goddamn I can't believe how boring you are. And what the fuck is up with your wondering eyes. I've seen people with a lazy eye and I've seen people with one wobbly eye... but you have two eyes that simply can't keep still. How about eye contact the next time I take "small talk" to a new level. And if you don't how about I stab you in the eyes with a soldering iron.

I want to break the neck of your cat. Just pick it up and tear it's head straight off. I hate it. I hate cats. I have to change my life to make way for a cat... and animal. I didn't get to the top of the food chain to let a cat dictate my actions. It's hot outside, open the fucking windows. Oh you can't because your little kitty will jump out. ::goes opens all windows:: Bitch. And real creative to name him Napoleon. Surely it wasn't after the french military leader. Actually it was after Napoleon Dynamite, a good movie untill pop-culture decided that you weren't worth your weight in hip-hop fan's food stamps unless you referenced the movie in every sentence. Yes Rachael, now everyone knows how cool you are because you named your stupid little cat after the main character. Thank you for making me want to take the DVD and slice my throat wide open untill I reach the spine.

Bitch, you probably don't even know where France is.