I'm just a sweet transvestite... from transexual... transylvania... wha wha hey hey.

I figure since I'm slowly throwing away my friendships via my blog, Racheal is now up for roasting. I like to describe her as a vampiric transexual from Transylvania, with no relation to Tim Curry although sometimes she can look like him. No, really, when people ask me about Racheal I usually tell them that she's completely out of her mind and STAY FAR AWAY IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY. Racheal will probably suck you dry for all your cum and assets, and when she's done with you she'll throw you over a telephone wire like an old pair of shoes in a bad neighborhood. She'll take off in your brand new Benz with the top down, throw out any important documents you may have in the glove compartment all over the freeway, call your wife and tell her that he just got THE HIV and she should get tested, charge up all your credit cards with pornography and then crash your car - several times. All while you're hog tied at the Motel 6 in Newbury Park.

No, but really, she's brilliant. She's crafty and plots her evil doings very carefully. She will only fuck your boyfriend if you're passed out in the same room and she'll only do your drugs if they can be done off a hooker's ass. Otherwise, she's safe for the most part. I think. I don't really know that much about Racheal. I guess I've known her for like 4 years or something and all this time I just know she has gigantic tits that are as soft as a Snuggie. I suggest that if you get stuck with her for some reason or before she takes you for all you're worth, suck on them titties.

Lastly, and most importantly, Racheal does not know the difference between Native Americans and Indians from India. So do yourself a favor and DO NOT talk to her about curry or teepee's. She doesn't know the difference between the two.