Kimberly
This is the story of my future wife. Her name is Kimberly, and she had a childhood just like many others. Well, my childhood didn’t actually involve any duck sweaters, but she made it work for her I think:
Before I met Kim, she was one Loc’d out G. Grandma really knew how to keep the party fresh:
But Kim was looking for someone….
when she found me…
With my help, she went from a thugged out G that picked her nose, to someone that takes in “special” children around Christmas and shows them a merry time:
Now we are one big happy family!
