If your gonna write a sitcom, you Know that you have a Laurel to your Hardy, a cagney to your lacey,and a Kimmy to your D.J. "Full House" was one of those shows that were so Sweet, that it made your stomach hurt, like when you see a child with a disability. if you were watching it, you were probably home, on a Friday night, and feeling pathetic because you were home watching this crap. I have to admit that I did get Mesmorized by the Olsen twins, but I really tuned into see Kimmy Gibler. We are or know someone who is her completely. Thats why sitcoms are gold, because we can relate in some weird way to the characters. She was not pretty at all, I look back at her now and think "she looks like as fucked up as Hilary Swank, all face and over bite, minus the oscars. In my head, I had predicted the future of Kimmy, I think we all did. There are two things I had Invisoned for Kimmie for the later years. DRUGS!!!! Someone like her does not stay away from danger, I picture her Getting into the "crunk" scene. She would probably crave the attention from her Pusher, some big black guy with a grill, who would beat her little whit ass, and sexually abuse her, but thats all hard work, just for a rock or two, its hard earned pay. Or I picture her on the streets of San Francisco, in acid wash jeans, A dirty San Francisco sweatshirts, and dirty shoes, wondering aimleslly, and begging for anything. Not really a Crack whore, but really a Transient. Poor Kimmy, your rebelious nature, made you look like such a winner. If all that was true, and I ran into her in that state of being, and she asked me for change, I would be glad to give her change. As long As I can put it in her cup, put my two thumbs up and Say "You got It, Dude".