One things for certain, she sure knows how to heckle a movie. Oh yes, if I were up against some awful Jerry Fuckenheimer production and had only my friends and my wits to protect me, I'd want her in my corner.

if aliens were to show up, and threaten to blow the world into space dust if we couldn't prove something worthwhile was actually produced by this planet, i'd show them DISNEYLAND! $$<CH-CHING!>$$ thank you mister eisner. no, actually i'd tell them Buttercup lived here so they'd better back the fuck off, because she is better than triple dip ice cream on a 100 degree day! she drives fast and mean when she's in a hurry and goes low and slow when she wants to make it last. her turkey flautas are so addictive they should be illegal! she's got more curves than a glass coke bottle and a smile that turns men to pudding. she makes me sing along to 70's soft rock with her (and like it!) she makes things happen. i love her.

well, you rock. Even if none of my other friends are adventurous enough to try something new, you will, and I will always remember that when I am looking for a partne for a roadtrip.