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Name: Laura
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| Hometown: | Boston born and raised |
| Bacon bits or croutons? | Bacon born and raised |
| Favorite drink: | Tom Collins, shh don't tell anyone I'm old |
| Favorite color: | calico |
| One pillow or two? | Two, plus my cat, my turtle, my sheep and my lab |
| Favorite movies: | The Emperor's New Groove, CowBoy BeBop, The Life Aquatic |
| Favorite type of music: | Songs made by tube fish, as well as blue grass |
| Hobbies: | Painting sheep and ode's to my potato |
| Word or phrases you overuse: | shit |
| Favorite food: | oh god, I love food. Cake. |
| Coolest thing that ever happened to you: | A tornado hit my church camp and tore it to shreds. We believed God saved us. |
| Favorite ice cream: | Blueberry |
| Favorite song at the moment: | Hoedown, Bela Fleck |
| Most humiliating moment: | there are too many to count, much less rate |
| Kinkiest thing you ever did: | Happened at 5am. |
| Biggest regret: | Graduating school early |
| Favorite sin: | I can't control my mouth or my ... |
| Top or Bottom? | Both |
| Boxers, briefs or none? | boxer-briefs |
| Person you admire most: | Julia, my old psychologist and mentor |
| What three words describe you best? | Emotional, compact, ridiculous |
| Craziest/silliest person you know: | Soph |
| When did you lose your virginity? | I tried once and failed |
| Last good book you read: | The Beautiful and the Damned, F. Scott Fitzgerald |
| When you die, you want people to say: | There goes a good one |