• Sleek, solid constructions
• Several compliant ports
• Interior free of dust or cobwebs
• Porn viewing potential
• Extensive firmware interface
• Quick start-ups
• Adjustable volumes
• Multiple hotkeys
• Compatibility with your existing hardware
• Upgrade potential
• Floppy support
• Virus-free systems

Name: Kelli Rush

School: Western Kentucky University

Mascot: Big Red Hilltopper

Describe your ideal…

Pizza: You can never go wrong with the classic cheese pizza from Pizza
Hut!

Guy: I love a guy you is an absolute gentleman and still is a blast to
hang out with. He knows how to always have a great time and he makes
me laugh.  He is focused and knows what he wants out of life and is
very dedicated to his goals.

Describe your worst…

Date: The worst date I could possibly have is if I am completely
bored.  Any guy that wants to take me out on a date needs to be
creative and spontaneous. Mix things up a little bit and do something
different.  Also, if the guy didn't treat me like a lady(opening
doors, paying for the meal, etc.) I would be a little disappointed.
Its not until later in the relationship that a guy can slack off.

Pizza: My worst pizza would probably be one with mushrooms or anything
gross like that. I don't understand how people can eat fungus!

If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be? That we would pick up after ourselves.  Littering is so bad and rude.

BBQ Sauce or Ketchup? Definitely Ketchup! I can eat Ketchup with anything and everything!


More pictures of Kelli after the jump!

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Aunt: So, your little cousin is really growing up.
You: She sure is.
Aunt: Only 15, and looking like a woman.
You: Yep.
Aunt: I didn't have breasts like that when I was 15.
You: Okay then.
Uncle: You still don't have breasts like that, Charlene.
Aunt: Let's not do this here, Tom.
You: It sure is unseasonably warm.
Aunt: Have you noticed? Her breasts? You must have noticed.
You: I didn't really -
Uncle: He noticed. While we were opening gifts... he noticed.
You: No, come on, I...
Aunt: I guess I'm just not ready for her to grow up.
You: I understand.
Aunt: Can I ask you a private question, if you'll keep it between us?
You: Oh look, pigs-in-blankets.
Aunt: (whispering) I think she's having sex. How do I know?
You: What?
Uncle: God knows we aren't.
Aunt: Let's not do this here, Tom.
You: Yeah, why don't we -
Aunt: Can I read her diary?
You: I don't think -
Aunt: I read her diary. She says "I don't trust my mom."
You: I can't imagine why.
Aunt: With the sex... is there a noise, or a smell, to look for?
Uncle: You're going to look for a smell, Charlene?
Aunt: Tom, I'm having an affair.
You: I have to go put the lights on the ham.