Time is amazing in its ability to mend old wounds, soften sharp jawlines and even improve some looks. Everyone knows the story of the ugly duckling and some may have run into an old classmate who actually looks better than they did the day they left high school. For some, things just don't work out that well. Merinda is one of those unfortunate souls who was fucked at birth and kicked squarely in the crotch by that bastard time. Speech impediment aside, forget about the coke bottle glasses, this girl was plagued by a moustache, a wierd odor and an oddly humanoid body sheathed in poorly selected garmets. I guess I should justify that comment, you could put a great looking girl in a gunny sack and she could still get laid but Merinda was a fucking nightmare wrapped in used toilet paper. I thought she might 'blossom' after high school (not really) things just went further downhill. She doesn't ski, she's going downhill fast enough- a favorite line of Joe Cerne (call him at 360-825-2210 for other pearls of wisdom.)But in the end, the wafting stench might have been just the thing a certain sailor was looking for. The kind of girl easily found in the dark. She is now happily married and remains faithfully ugly.