My... "How I Met Katelyn Story"
Oh... I remember you... we met at the Beef Exchange in Canada. I was a lonely stripper out on the town for the evening when this cop grabbed my purse. I hopped on my flying hobo to capture him and the stupid thing crash landed in The Kanasa Crater in Canada. I used the phone booth located inside and was instantly transported to the Meat Exhibit. I
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It was cold, dreary night when I had my first Miss USA contest. Depressed and tired from the stress, I decided to screw the USA contest and spend the rest of my life working with distressed rhinos outside of a cheap Habachi grill. There was a girl sitting on a bench talking to herself with a huge bowl full of red jello, with a basket of fruit and yogurt on her head and red stains all over her shirt. I bought yogurt from her and told her my sad story, and she became my manager. THE END!
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