Long after your ass goes south; your brain maintains it's youthful verve.
It is a sad reality.
So what does a mother of three ungrateful children, wife of a dead husband, the girl voted most likely to be institutionalized do after it becomes obvious that it would take excessive Botox injections, surgical procedures and Pilates classes to start a decent porn site?
She writes about goats, Jesus, singlewide trailers and her mother.
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