Complaint Review: Christy Clark - Tupper Lake New York

Wow. Searching for a place to relieve my own misfortunes with a company, I came across this site and the TupperLake soap opera and I completely forgot what my complaint was. First off If you two guys could not get a$$ from Christy before you passed out you have no game. She was more than willing to give it up, but couldnt produce. I dont feel bad that you lost your Elvis s**t -- I am however happy that she got something you two knuckle heads she didnt get any a$$. Jake: Finish up on the Lez story too, you owe it to us. Christy, I would bang you in that trailer of yours! As for Tuppertown.. get out while you can, take your kids with you.. give them a shot at doing something with their live.. let them learn how to read and spell... please !

You guys are too funny!!! I was just going through the site for something to do and I stumbled upon this "story". I must say...I am a big fan of the Tupper Lake saga! Thanks for the laugh and good stories guys!! Sorry about your elvis s**t. I had weeble wobbles when I was little!! I miss those. they were way cool! Bye

This is redponse to "Jakes" comments. Jake, don't feel as if you were the only one duped by Christie. She got me too...one day I was workin' on a carburator on the porch with my Uncle Tub and Christie stopped by on account my ma was having a yard sale. She wanted to buy some of my sister in laws pants so she asked me the price, we hit it off and before you know it we were headed to the local tavern. I was alittle put off by her Skoal chewing and trash mouthing while playing darts but at the end of the night she was ready to let me take her home. We got home and it was uneventful to be truthfull...her breath was rank and she smelled like feet but hey, what do you want from a Yard Sale s***k? Needless to say I eventually passed out from failing to maintain an erection after she asked if we could stop for a second so she could fart. When I woke up that morning she was gone and so was my Velvet Elvis portrait and my step sons Weeble Wobble collection. She has a thing for Elvis I guess, and I assume mugging men is how she get's toys for Michael. I too am giving her ONE WEEK to cough up my Velvet Elvis..it's a family heirloom and it completes my V.E. 2 of 5 collection from the 1977 McDonalds promotion.

This is redponse to "Jakes" comments. Jake, don't feel as if you were the only one duped by Christie. She got me too...one day I was workin' on a carburator on the porch with my Uncle Tub and Christie stopped by on account my ma was having a yard sale. She wanted to buy some of my sister in laws pants so she asked me the price, we hit it off and before you know it we were headed to the local tavern. I was alittle put off by her Skoal chewing and trash mouthing while playing darts but at the end of the night she was ready to let me take her home. We got home and it was uneventful to be truthfull...her breath was rank and she smelled like feet but hey, what do you want from a Yard Sale s***k? Needless to say I eventually passed out from failing to maintain an erection after she asked if we could stop for a second so she could fart. When I woke up that morning she was gone and so was my Velvet Elvis portrait and my step sons Weeble Wobble collection. She has a thing for Elvis I guess, and I assume mugging men is how she get's toys for Michael. I too am giving her ONE WEEK to cough up my Velvet Elvis..it's a family heirloom and it completes my V.E. 2 of 5 collection from the 1977 McDonalds promotion.

This is redponse to "Jakes" comments. Jake, don't feel as if you were the only one duped by Christie. She got me too...one day I was workin' on a carburator on the porch with my Uncle Tub and Christie stopped by on account my ma was having a yard sale. She wanted to buy some of my sister in laws pants so she asked me the price, we hit it off and before you know it we were headed to the local tavern. I was alittle put off by her Skoal chewing and trash mouthing while playing darts but at the end of the night she was ready to let me take her home. We got home and it was uneventful to be truthfull...her breath was rank and she smelled like feet but hey, what do you want from a Yard Sale s***k? Needless to say I eventually passed out from failing to maintain an erection after she asked if we could stop for a second so she could fart. When I woke up that morning she was gone and so was my Velvet Elvis portrait and my step sons Weeble Wobble collection. She has a thing for Elvis I guess, and I assume mugging men is how she get's toys for Michael. I too am giving her ONE WEEK to cough up my Velvet Elvis..it's a family heirloom and it completes my V.E. 2 of 5 collection from the 1977 McDonalds promotion.

This is redponse to "Jakes" comments. Jake, don't feel as if you were the only one duped by Christie. She got me too...one day I was workin' on a carburator on the porch with my Uncle Tub and Christie stopped by on account my ma was having a yard sale. She wanted to buy some of my sister in laws pants so she asked me the price, we hit it off and before you know it we were headed to the local tavern. I was alittle put off by her Skoal chewing and trash mouthing while playing darts but at the end of the night she was ready to let me take her home. We got home and it was uneventful to be truthfull...her breath was rank and she smelled like feet but hey, what do you want from a Yard Sale s***k? Needless to say I eventually passed out from failing to maintain an erection after she asked if we could stop for a second so she could fart. When I woke up that morning she was gone and so was my Velvet Elvis portrait and my step sons Weeble Wobble collection. She has a thing for Elvis I guess, and I assume mugging men is how she get's toys for Michael. I too am giving her ONE WEEK to cough up my Velvet Elvis..it's a family heirloom and it completes my V.E. 2 of 5 collection from the 1977 McDonalds promotion.

You got elvis trays? wow thats great,I don't live to far from tupper lake, can you tell me where to buy myself some? they would look great in my doublewide with the polyester curtins and red wood deck

Christy, Okay, the little game is up now. You need to take your a*s down to Lew's Pawn Shop and get me back my Elvis TV Trays. I took my baseball cap to the dry cleaners, and the bill is $2.75. The sooner you get me back my trays and pay me back for the dry cleaning deal, the sooner you can get back to scratching peoples cars, snorting cocaine and all the s**t you like to do there in Tupper Ware Town.

Christy, Okay, the little game is up now. You need to take your a*s down to Lew's Pawn Shop and get me back my Elvis TV Trays. I took my baseball cap to the dry cleaners, and the bill is $2.75. The sooner you get me back my trays and pay me back for the dry cleaning deal, the sooner you can get back to scratching peoples cars, snorting cocaine and all the s**t you like to do there in Tupper Ware Town.

Christy, Okay, the little game is up now. You need to take your a*s down to Lew's Pawn Shop and get me back my Elvis TV Trays. I took my baseball cap to the dry cleaners, and the bill is $2.75. The sooner you get me back my trays and pay me back for the dry cleaning deal, the sooner you can get back to scratching peoples cars, snorting cocaine and all the s**t you like to do there in Tupper Ware Town.

Christy, Okay, the little game is up now. You need to take your a*s down to Lew's Pawn Shop and get me back my Elvis TV Trays. I took my baseball cap to the dry cleaners, and the bill is $2.75. The sooner you get me back my trays and pay me back for the dry cleaning deal, the sooner you can get back to scratching peoples cars, snorting cocaine and all the s**t you like to do there in Tupper Ware Town.

Once upon a time the corrupt world of Tupperlake there was a group of lifeless dimwitts that found nothing better to do than run a corrupt Pizza hut and slam each other on an internet site that is out there to help those check out companies. GET A LIFE. I ran into this report by mear accident and I was entertained by the stupidity of it all. My solution if you dont like her leave her alone. If she wants to be a s**t let her, if she wants to shove bannana's in her ears and quack like a duck its not your business. As long as you are not sleeping with her who cares who she sleeps with, her life her business. Grow up now and play nice. if you have such a problem maybe you should move then your problems would be solved

CHRISTY IS A GOOD F-ING MOTHER SO DON'T EVEN BRING THAT S-IT UP! GOT IT! SHE LOVES MIKEY SO F-CKING MUCH YOUR TO F-CKING STUPID TO SEE THAT BECAUSE YOUWANT TO BELIEVE WHAT YOU THINK IS RIGHT. YOU DON'T KNOW HER, AND WHO THE F-CK CARES IF SHE HANGS OUT WITH HER SISTER AND COUSINS, THAT JUST SHOWS THAT FAMILY CAN ACTUALLY HANG OUT AND HAVE FUN... IM SURE NONE OF YOU AS-SHOLES EVER HUNG OUT WITH YOUR COUSINS OR BROTHERS OR SISTERS?? AND IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME TOO BECAUSE I HANG OUT WITH CHRISTY, HER SISTER, AND 2 COUSINS I DARE YOU TO WRITE F-CKING S-IT ABOUT ME... I F-CKING DARE YOU TO! "EARL" "JAKE" "SUZIE" GET A F-CKING LIFE AND STOP TRYING TO F-CK OTHER PEOPLES UP BECAUSE YOU DON'T LIKE YOURS!

CHRISTY IS A GOOD F-ING MOTHER SO DON'T EVEN BRING THAT S-IT UP! GOT IT! SHE LOVES MIKEY SO F-CKING MUCH YOUR TO F-CKING STUPID TO SEE THAT BECAUSE YOUWANT TO BELIEVE WHAT YOU THINK IS RIGHT. YOU DON'T KNOW HER, AND WHO THE F-CK CARES IF SHE HANGS OUT WITH HER SISTER AND COUSINS, THAT JUST SHOWS THAT FAMILY CAN ACTUALLY HANG OUT AND HAVE FUN... IM SURE NONE OF YOU AS-SHOLES EVER HUNG OUT WITH YOUR COUSINS OR BROTHERS OR SISTERS?? AND IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME TOO BECAUSE I HANG OUT WITH CHRISTY, HER SISTER, AND 2 COUSINS I DARE YOU TO WRITE F-CKING S-IT ABOUT ME... I F-CKING DARE YOU TO! "EARL" "JAKE" "SUZIE" GET A F-CKING LIFE AND STOP TRYING TO F-CK OTHER PEOPLES UP BECAUSE YOU DON'T LIKE YOURS!

CHRISTY IS A GOOD F-ING MOTHER SO DON'T EVEN BRING THAT S-IT UP! GOT IT! SHE LOVES MIKEY SO F-CKING MUCH YOUR TO F-CKING STUPID TO SEE THAT BECAUSE YOUWANT TO BELIEVE WHAT YOU THINK IS RIGHT. YOU DON'T KNOW HER, AND WHO THE F-CK CARES IF SHE HANGS OUT WITH HER SISTER AND COUSINS, THAT JUST SHOWS THAT FAMILY CAN ACTUALLY HANG OUT AND HAVE FUN... IM SURE NONE OF YOU AS-SHOLES EVER HUNG OUT WITH YOUR COUSINS OR BROTHERS OR SISTERS?? AND IF YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME TOO BECAUSE I HANG OUT WITH CHRISTY, HER SISTER, AND 2 COUSINS I DARE YOU TO WRITE F-CKING S-IT ABOUT ME... I F-CKING DARE YOU TO! "EARL" "JAKE" "SUZIE" GET A F-CKING LIFE AND STOP TRYING TO F-CK OTHER PEOPLES UP BECAUSE YOU DON'T LIKE YOURS!

ok enough is enough u people need to grow up and find better things to do with ur life than gettin ur nose into peoples business that u shouldnt and that u know nothing about i have had it with these immature tupper lake people if u have sometihng to say about me u obviously know where i live so come and say it or do u not dare????????????if u cant put ur name then dont bother wrintin s**t aBOUT ME ITS PATHETIC AND JAKE WHOEVER THE HELL U R I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THE HELL UR TALKIN ABOUT I THINK U GOT THE WRONG PERSON GET UR d**n FACTS STRAIGHT EARL LMFAO Y DONT YA PUT UR REAL NAME I DONT DO COKE THANX AND I TAKE CARE OF MY LIL MAN HES MY LIFE ALSO FOR THE RECORD MY TRAILOR IS VERY NICE PROLLY NICER THAN ANY OF U PEOPLES PLACES I WISH I KNEW WHO WAS WRITIN THIS s**t CUZ ID HAVE TO TELL YA TO UR FACE TO GROW UP AND GET UR FACTS STRAIGHT BE4 U GO PUTTIN EM ON THE INTERNET HELLO R U THAT BORED THAT U HAVE TO PUT POEPLE DOWN WHEN U DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HELL U R TALKIN ABOUT AS FOR MY CAR IM SICK AND TIRED OF PEOPLE THINKIN THEY CAN DAMAGE MY s**t AND GET AWAY WITH IT I DID NOT DAMAGE NE ONES VEHICLE I HAVE A LIL MORE SENSE THAN THAT ITS JUS PATHETIC TO GO ARO0UND RUINING POEPLS STUFF LIKE THAT EVERY ONE IN THIS SHITHOLE OF A TOWN NEEDS TO GROW THE F--- UP AND MIND UR OWN d**n BUSINESS AND MY SISTER IS NOT A s**t EITHER GET F------ REAL THANK YOU CHRISTY LEE CLARK

......and the most amusing quality about all of these posts relative to the Tupper Lake area: It's totally impossible to differentiate between the ones written in jest and the sincere, supposedly truthful ones! The strong thread of inanity is rampant in both. Don't stop now; you're on a real roll! Adolph

You want to talk about immature ?!?!?!? Let me tell your a*s a thing a 2 about your buddy Christy. When we were in the bar together, I was talking to a friend of mine from work. His name is Larry, he is a cool dude. And he was there because he was having some problems at home. I guess that b***h of a wife he has, has been trying to have a kid. Well, the other day when he got home from work, she finally confessed that when she was younger, she donated her uterus to science for some drug money, apparently she used to be a groupie for Fog Hat and Earth Wind & Fire in the early days, and she got all wrapped up in that thing. Well, anyway, when I was trying to cheer Larry up, by telling him all the cool and funny things he's done in his life, Christy starts crying and telling that she doesn't love me no more because I wasn't paying attention to her. It took me telling her a*s to shut her cake hole to make her act right. Anyway 1 more day, and if I don't have my Elvis TV Trays, I'm telling everybody about Christy's "dirty little secret" !!!!

For u who dont like christy then leave it at that but to come on here and act like a bunch of children is pretty low. Christy wouldnt do this to a person.If u have something to say to her then why dont u go confront her ur self instead of being immature and writing s**t about her on a computer, makin her look like an a*****e but at the same time ur makin ur self look like a a*****e too. i dont know christy very well but i do know that this is immature.

For u who dont like christy then leave it at that but to come on here and act like a bunch of children is pretty low. Christy wouldnt do this to a person.If u have something to say to her then why dont u go confront her ur self instead of being immature and writing s**t about her on a computer, makin her look like an a*****e but at the same time ur makin ur self look like a a*****e too. i dont know christy very well but i do know that this is immature.

For u who dont like christy then leave it at that but to come on here and act like a bunch of children is pretty low. Christy wouldnt do this to a person.If u have something to say to her then why dont u go confront her ur self instead of being immature and writing s**t about her on a computer, makin her look like an a*****e but at the same time ur makin ur self look like a a*****e too. i dont know christy very well but i do know that this is immature.

That piece of sh*t Christy went into my house on the false pretenses of giving me some lovin. Not only did she puke on my autographed Jeff Gordon Baseball cap, she stole and pawned my Elvis TV Trays. This total bulsh*t, and I am not gonna take it no more. I'm giving your a*s 2 days to return my trays or I'm gonna post on thie web site what you told me when I asked if she ever had l*****n sex. 2 days that's it !!!!!!!!

Way to back your self up by telling other people to put their names down when you can't even do it yourself. Way to say your a friend of Christy's. She may be a mother, but she is no mom doing this to Mikey. There is so many people out there that would love to take care of him in a way she should be taken care of and not the way she is treating him. I am not a friend of Christy's or anyone that she hangs out with so I will NOT put my name down. Maybe she should give her child to someone who cares about him and get yourself out of town and GROW UP! You should all act your age and stop acting like children, not even children cause children don't even act like this. You are giving everybody in tupper a bad name by doing this, these immature things. Christy it is about time for you to grow up and start showing your cousins and sister how to act like a responsible adult.

What's up with you, "Friend" ??!??!??!?! As soon as that b***h pays me back for all them "Dog s**t Specials", and gets me my d**n Elvis TV trays back to me, then we can set down a negotiate what she owes me for letting her use my trailer house like a F*cking Holliday Inn or some sh*t !!!!!! Till then, you can take a flying fu*k into a lake.

CHRISTY IS A GREAT MOTHER TO MICHAEL AND SHE HAS LOTS OF FRIENDS..AND FOR THE RECORDS SHE DIDNT KEY ERICS CAR OR DO NE THING TO HIM AND WE HAVE CLEARED THAT UP WITH HIM..SO MIND UR OWN BUSINESS.. AND IF U HAVE NE THING TO SAY WHY DONT U PUT UR NAME..OR ARE U SCARED????? NEXT TIME U OPEN UR MOUTH PUT UR NAME AND EXPRESS UR OPINIONS ALL U WANT!AND CHRISTY WOULD NEVER THINK OF DOING THIS TO A PERSON SO HOW LOW CAN U BE! AND U DONT KNOW HER TO WELL IF U THINK SHE DOES COCAINE!! GET A LIFE, AND GROW UP...PLEASE PUT UR NAME NEXT TIME..DONT BE SHY!!

All I can says is that you guys are SOOO right that it ain't even funny. I met her in a little tavern in up state NY a couple years ago. We were talking after she noticed that I ordered a "Dog s**t Special" (it's the bar's speciality drink: it's made from (1) part Tequilla (3) Jack Daniels (2) Rum. Mixed with Chocolate Pudding till it looks just like Rover left under couch two years ago). Anyway after we talked about the drink she asked me what I did for a living, after I told I was a Independant Civil Engineer (I cut grass around all the Pizza Huts in the Greater Limpdick, New York area). Well, she thought that I made alot of money or something. Well, after the "Last call for alcohol" announcement was made she quickly ordered up a Dog s**t Special and told the bar keep that it was on me. I was PISSED, but when she saw the look in my eyes, she reached under table and squuezed my thigh and gave me the old, "don't worry stud, I'll pay you back on My Back" look. So, I'm like "okay". Well, when we were leaving together she looked at me and asked me if we could go back to my place. I said alright. Well, when we got back to my single-wide, we went inside and she said that she in love with me. I paid it no mind, it must the booze talking. Well, we did what 2 grown people would naturally do after drinking Dog s**t Specials would do; we puked our guts out and passed out. The next morning when I woke up she was laying next to my Elvis TV tray collection. I got up washed my face and put on my cover-allsand was goig to go to work. When I was getting into my truck to go to the Pizza Hut on Nutmeg and Central, they are having a terrible time dealing with crab grass and I can't seem to keep those d**n weeds out of the cracks in the pavement next to the freezer from growing back everytime I turn around. Well, I ain't seen since then. And to make matters worse the b***h went pawned my Elvis TV Trays. And I still ain't paid back for letting use my trailer as a hotel, and sure as hell never got my $65.75 back for all those drinks I bougt a*s at the bar. If you see tell her a*s that if I ever see it'll take everything I got not to sell off as white slave labor to pay me back. - Jake

All I can says is that you guys are SOOO right that it ain't even funny. I met her in a little tavern in up state NY a couple years ago. We were talking after she noticed that I ordered a "Dog s**t Special" (it's the bar's speciality drink: it's made from (1) part Tequilla (3) Jack Daniels (2) Rum. Mixed with Chocolate Pudding till it looks just like Rover left under couch two years ago). Anyway after we talked about the drink she asked me what I did for a living, after I told I was a Independant Civil Engineer (I cut grass around all the Pizza Huts in the Greater Limpdick, New York area). Well, she thought that I made alot of money or something. Well, after the "Last call for alcohol" announcement was made she quickly ordered up a Dog s**t Special and told the bar keep that it was on me. I was PISSED, but when she saw the look in my eyes, she reached under table and squuezed my thigh and gave me the old, "don't worry stud, I'll pay you back on My Back" look. So, I'm like "okay". Well, when we were leaving together she looked at me and asked me if we could go back to my place. I said alright. Well, when we got back to my single-wide, we went inside and she said that she in love with me. I paid it no mind, it must the booze talking. Well, we did what 2 grown people would naturally do after drinking Dog s**t Specials would do; we puked our guts out and passed out. The next morning when I woke up she was laying next to my Elvis TV tray collection. I got up washed my face and put on my cover-allsand was goig to go to work. When I was getting into my truck to go to the Pizza Hut on Nutmeg and Central, they are having a terrible time dealing with crab grass and I can't seem to keep those d**n weeds out of the cracks in the pavement next to the freezer from growing back everytime I turn around. Well, I ain't seen since then. And to make matters worse the b***h went pawned my Elvis TV Trays. And I still ain't paid back for letting use my trailer as a hotel, and sure as hell never got my $65.75 back for all those drinks I bougt a*s at the bar. If you see tell her a*s that if I ever see it'll take everything I got not to sell off as white slave labor to pay me back. - Jake

All I can says is that you guys are SOOO right that it ain't even funny. I met her in a little tavern in up state NY a couple years ago. We were talking after she noticed that I ordered a "Dog s**t Special" (it's the bar's speciality drink: it's made from (1) part Tequilla (3) Jack Daniels (2) Rum. Mixed with Chocolate Pudding till it looks just like Rover left under couch two years ago). Anyway after we talked about the drink she asked me what I did for a living, after I told I was a Independant Civil Engineer (I cut grass around all the Pizza Huts in the Greater Limpdick, New York area). Well, she thought that I made alot of money or something. Well, after the "Last call for alcohol" announcement was made she quickly ordered up a Dog s**t Special and told the bar keep that it was on me. I was PISSED, but when she saw the look in my eyes, she reached under table and squuezed my thigh and gave me the old, "don't worry stud, I'll pay you back on My Back" look. So, I'm like "okay". Well, when we were leaving together she looked at me and asked me if we could go back to my place. I said alright. Well, when we got back to my single-wide, we went inside and she said that she in love with me. I paid it no mind, it must the booze talking. Well, we did what 2 grown people would naturally do after drinking Dog s**t Specials would do; we puked our guts out and passed out. The next morning when I woke up she was laying next to my Elvis TV tray collection. I got up washed my face and put on my cover-allsand was goig to go to work. When I was getting into my truck to go to the Pizza Hut on Nutmeg and Central, they are having a terrible time dealing with crab grass and I can't seem to keep those d**n weeds out of the cracks in the pavement next to the freezer from growing back everytime I turn around. Well, I ain't seen since then. And to make matters worse the b***h went pawned my Elvis TV Trays. And I still ain't paid back for letting use my trailer as a hotel, and sure as hell never got my $65.75 back for all those drinks I bougt a*s at the bar. If you see tell her a*s that if I ever see it'll take everything I got not to sell off as white slave labor to pay me back. - Jake

All I can says is that you guys are SOOO right that it ain't even funny. I met her in a little tavern in up state NY a couple years ago. We were talking after she noticed that I ordered a "Dog s**t Special" (it's the bar's speciality drink: it's made from (1) part Tequilla (3) Jack Daniels (2) Rum. Mixed with Chocolate Pudding till it looks just like Rover left under couch two years ago). Anyway after we talked about the drink she asked me what I did for a living, after I told I was a Independant Civil Engineer (I cut grass around all the Pizza Huts in the Greater Limpdick, New York area). Well, she thought that I made alot of money or something. Well, after the "Last call for alcohol" announcement was made she quickly ordered up a Dog s**t Special and told the bar keep that it was on me. I was PISSED, but when she saw the look in my eyes, she reached under table and squuezed my thigh and gave me the old, "don't worry stud, I'll pay you back on My Back" look. So, I'm like "okay". Well, when we were leaving together she looked at me and asked me if we could go back to my place. I said alright. Well, when we got back to my single-wide, we went inside and she said that she in love with me. I paid it no mind, it must the booze talking. Well, we did what 2 grown people would naturally do after drinking Dog s**t Specials would do; we puked our guts out and passed out. The next morning when I woke up she was laying next to my Elvis TV tray collection. I got up washed my face and put on my cover-allsand was goig to go to work. When I was getting into my truck to go to the Pizza Hut on Nutmeg and Central, they are having a terrible time dealing with crab grass and I can't seem to keep those d**n weeds out of the cracks in the pavement next to the freezer from growing back everytime I turn around. Well, I ain't seen since then. And to make matters worse the b***h went pawned my Elvis TV Trays. And I still ain't paid back for letting use my trailer as a hotel, and sure as hell never got my $65.75 back for all those drinks I bougt a*s at the bar. If you see tell her a*s that if I ever see it'll take everything I got not to sell off as white slave labor to pay me back. - Jake

this girl is related to me and i get sick to my stomach thinking about it every time i see her around somewhere.she is a dirty s**t and a horrible mother.she dont deserve mikey!she cant find any friends because she is a total waste of space,so she hangs out with her younger cousins ashley and dionna and her sister angela.i wish we could pick our relatives just as we do with our friends but we would never be that lucky.this girl is trouble just stay away from her.

this girl is related to me and i get sick to my stomach thinking about it every time i see her around somewhere.she is a dirty s**t and a horrible mother.she dont deserve mikey!she cant find any friends because she is a total waste of space,so she hangs out with her younger cousins ashley and dionna and her sister angela.i wish we could pick our relatives just as we do with our friends but we would never be that lucky.this girl is trouble just stay away from her.