(At Foozie’s birthday party on Friday, April 6, 1997) I got to the celebration early and pretty soon some friends pulled me into a back area and said “Perform something!” and there was this wig and dress lying there. I told them “Well, I don’t do that sort of thing. I don’t dress like a woman…” While they were trying to talk me into it another friend ran in and yelled “Do something and I mean fast! There are over four hundred people out there! You’d better hurry up Foozie!” I was dumbfounded, four hundred people!? So, I thought why not and replied, “That’s Miss Foozie to you!” and that’s how it all started.

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I love people, it doesn’t matter their color, nationality, sexual orientation, whatever. We all live here on the same planet. I also don’t like this good looking/bad looking thing. Who cares? Just because you don’t have looks doesn’t mean you aren’t pretty inside.