Wow, what an ASS!!

Name: GoGo Puffs!
Age: 18
Nationality: Some country bumpkin area where the haystacks blow n' stuff....-shrugs-
Favorite thing to do: Eat Yogurt
Job: Eating pizza and being a slob...WHEN she's not training that is!
Other Jobs: "May I take your order?"
Favorite Band: GoGo Puffs! has no access to technology where she lives....so...NO MUSIC!
Does she really eat Yogurt?: Yes......
Really?: Yes.......
FAvorite Finishers:
GoGo Headbutt!: If the sun, stars and moon, aligns themselves by some miracle, GoGo would end up grabbing her opponent by the collar and would begin headbutting her until GoGo, herself, would faint.......yeah...
GoGo BUSTAH!: A running Bulldog in it's simplist form once she manages to grab her enemy. But before she would go for the finish, she has to pose for the camera, first!


Background:
"Ahh...AFW...The so called wrestling federation of the world....

Yeah, right!

Wrestlers, the so called amatuer ones, atleast, tend to like the largest sport venues. The bigger the ring, the broader the exposure. This was the type of conditioning that made it possible for every once in a while, where one particular amatuer wrestler would get spotted, and with more luck than one would usually expect, they travel the globe and become wrestling stars.
Well, what they don't tell you is that this miracle had only happened twice; one with the a wrestler named "The Animal", who later is known as the famous wrestling hall-of-famer, "The Lady Killer", and another, the "Raging Machine".

Lousy wrestling names, right? Well, if you knew me, you'd know that I just love to hear a good critique on MY wrestling name. That is, right before they get all thier teeth missing."


Reasons for joining AFW:
"Honestly, I was aiming to head straight for the wrestling venue in Topeka, but my pain in the ass trainer insisted I sign up for AFW. Sigh......"

Appearence:
" I stand around 5 feet tall, big boned--NOT fat, but enough to sculpt my body a little more on the thick side, which in turn gave me the benefits of having bigger curves than anyone of the girls from school. That isn't a bad thing, really. However, when it came to being cursed with a larger-than-life butt from wasting my toddler life on jelly donuts and pizza, it made me question how much of an advantage my irregular figure can fair me in an actual wrestling match. Despite that, I still preferred people to see my body as athletic, and even my trainer fully supports my body shape, going as far as to say that my huge ass could be a match turning advantage in the ring. "

Dress:
"My wrestling attire..well...my trainer wasn't so much supportive of it. A fucking circus clown was what she thought of it if I remembered her saying. Personally, I couldn't see anything wrong with my brightly colored leotard with sheer tutu fabric. My knee-high, white leather boots were a little on the heavy side though, but it wasn't anything that would hinder my foot work. Other than that, I always thought my deep neck-line was a cute, little touch.
That wasn't the biggest gripe my trainer had with my attire design choice, mainly because it really was how revealing the bottom piece of my leotard was. My trainer thought my dress was perfect for a whore-dancer. Funny how she supported my mammoth ass 100%, but objected as soon as I decided to give it a little gratification.

Oh well...guess I'll have to change that."

Yay, the pic is up! Much thanks to Kelsea for digging around teh webz!