The lady from the commercial where she and her man are at a Mexican (?) market, and she is offered a worry doll (?). She talks about how the doll is little but her investment problems are big. I hate that woman so freaking much. She is also in a few others. One about how her husband is stupid and likes a dancing tree trinket? The only woman I have ever wanted to hit.
Rick the Temp. Do I need to explain?
Every single yuppie ###### bag in Kitsilano. I cannot stand this.
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