THE DEBUT (new bitch signing on)

Pardon me while I give a curtsy of thanks for welcoming me to the world of B.a.D and friends.........ok done. I guess I should start out by telling the story of how me and B.a.D actually met...

It was my first time at Outlaws, and I had just turned 18 (well over the Outlaws majority age at the time), and a girlfriend had dragged me out meaning to introduce me to a guy she used to work with. Instead I met his friend. It started out as conversation and drinks around a table, then of course led to the dance floor. I had a few drinks in me, and if you can believe it, B.a.D actually used to be the shy type, so I decided to see if I could get him to actually have a conversation. This is when I found out he had no cash to get himself a drink, which in my eyes, was a sin. So I led him to the nearest bar where he promptly got a bottle of smirnoff ice, and back to the dance floor we went! A couple of hours and more drinks later, we all piled into a car to go home, and lo and behold, I got stuffed in the backseat beside B.a.D. So we talked more, I got dropped off, and I thought that was the end of it, until a few days later I was getting ready to go to ranchmans, when the doorbell rang. Fresh out of the shower, with no makeup and slightly annoyed because I was already late, I answered the door, and there's B.a.D! I invited him out that night, however we ended up just exchanging phone #'s.

So the saga began.

A few failed attempts at a relationship ensued, a few awkward moments, and now 6 years later we still talk almost everyday. So there's the story of how me and B.a.D met.........now for Mizzle.

I've actually only met him 2, maybe 3 times, but every time I've almost needed C.P.R from laughing too hard, he's quite the entertaining guy (who I owe drinks to!). I still remember the scathing comment war with the guy who desperately needed a life, and who Mizzle buried.

Well there's my intro, I'll have more stories to come.