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Rhonda Jo Petty
Rhonda Jo Petty Pornstar / Adult Model
Aliases / AKA Ronda Jo Petty, Sarah Dawcett, Rhonda Jo Beam, Rhonda Fawcett, Rhonda Petty, Ronda Jo Petty
Born March 30, 1955
Birthplace Chatsworth, California, U.S.
Height / Weight 5 ft 11 in (1.80 m) / 127 lbs. (58 kg)
Body Type Slim / Hourglass
Body Measurements 36"-26"-36"
Bra/Breast Cup Size 36F (80F metric, sames as EE cup)
Boobs Enhanced from original C cup
Hair Color / Eyes Blonde / Blue
Hair Length / Shape Long, Straight / Wavy
Underarm hair Shaved
Pubic hair Trimmed
Mini Biography Rhonda Jo Petty's career in adult films spanned three decades. When she started out in the early 1970's producers of her films capitalized on her striking resemblance to Farrah Fawcett, even going so far at one point as to rename her "Farrah Fawcett Minor" (until Fawcett's lawyers threatened legal action). She was one of the earliest examples of the "California Golden Girl
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Joanna Angel
American pornographic film actress (born 1980)
"Burning Angel" redirects here. For the EP, see Burning Angel (EP).
Joanna Mostov (born 1980), professionally known as Joanna Angel,[1][2][3] is an American pornographic film actress, director, and writer of adult films.[4] She founded the website BurningAngel.com in April 2002 with her roommate Mitch Fontaine, and has been credited with helping the growth of the alt porn genre.[5] Launched as a response to websites such as SuicideGirls, the website featured alternative performers acting in exclusively hardcore scenes with a stronger focus on a punk aesthetic.[5]
Early life
[edit]Angel was born in Brooklyn, New York, to an Israeli mother and an American father. She was raised in River Edge in Bergen County, New Jersey, where she attended Cherry Hill Elementary School and graduated from River Dell Regional High School in 1998. After graduating, sh
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"The first time I was busted in junior high, I had taken some downers and I ended up passing out in class. When inom woke up, everybody was gone except for the teacher sitting at her desk. She said, ‘Rhonda?’ I said, ‘Oh shit.’ I took off running into my locker – inom don’t know why but I was really messed up, and had taken too many downers. Next thing I know, the principal is in my face, the teacher is there, and there’s security. They dragged me into the office and they called my mother. They called the police and I’ll never forget the principal sitting there with a pencil telling me to follow the pencil with my eyes. My mom picked me up and brought me home. It was my father’s birthday. She paced back and forth in the living room and kept saying, ‘Your father’s going to kill you.’ It was at that point that I couldn’t take