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I interviewed Sasha, …before hand I had read her MySpace page and she came off as slightly pretentious. So I actually came ready to catch her slip, but she fielded questions, tried to catch her up on her supposed love of films (what 18 year old chick who enjoys taking it up the ass has a penchant for criterion dvds? Most the whores cannot even spell DVD) she handled it and came with it. a breath of fresh air. the bitch is chess.

damn if I was not impressed. Not that I am an intellectual genius, but I credit myself with being smarter than a box of rocks, which, as we all know…

Side note: I hate doing interviews, simply by the fact, most of these chics define themselves by their possessions, Cars, jewelry, nay “bling”, and little dogs. Remove that, what have you? I’m dead 3 questions in. left in a sea of vapidness. Sasha was far removed from that. This teenybopper is one of the sharpest tools in the box.




hey monsta do you get a lot of compliments on the hawk?