My nose candy has been giving me violent shakes. I believe it's affecting my eyesight or I would have never had Pinnochio's sister, Katrina Isis, come over and play with mini-me. This bitch could poke holes in the ground with that beak she calls a nose but it's her wet mouth that got me interested. She knew where her bread was buttered............mmm, bread. She was on her knees faster than a black guy dodging police bullets during Hurricane Katrina. I couldn't wait to drop my gooey, thick load so I could get my eyes checked since I went head-to-head with this beast.