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BEWARE OF STUPID STUFF
I’m sorry rain, I was just kidding, I love you too
Hmm…About me, eh? Well, my philosophy in life is “Expect the worse and only good things shall come”.
I guess you could consider me a little perverted. I once heard that chicks dig it =D. I must’ve been high off markers and glue if I believed it. I play football on my school’s team. I play baseball with the community sports thing.
Anyway…I’m sort of shy the first time I meet you, but once I know you, LIES! That’s all that comes out of my mouth. I care too much to let people know the truth about my secret double life of being a munzt3r/zombie/superman/vampire/hermaphodite/ghoul.
I like to be funny and entertaining. I can be serious, just ask me to be, unless your just playing around and really want me to be funny, then we gots a problem.
You know what a vampiro toothess is? I didn’t think so, but it’ll eat yo face off if you piss it off. I like to think of myself that way. Like the mafia, cuz I’m OG like that. I’m cool and if your one of really good friends in the summer or fall, I’ll take you to a concert, box seats, VIP. JK, . I only bring dates.
I am in excelled classes like honors. YAY! fun…not really. I lied, see there I go again.
My favorite online multiplayer game is PlatformRacing2. My favorite board game is chess. Go Chess!!! If I was in the army I would be a sniper or a corpsman. If I could have one superpower it would be to blow things up with my mind. I’m looking forward to growing up to be an engineer or an architect (not sure what kind).
Future plans…
1) Get a sweet car
2) Get a sweet job
3) Get a sweet wife
4) Have three sweet children
5) Get a sweet house in Hawaii
Best plans in the world
The bestest song in the world is…Down with the Sickness by disturbed. =P jk, they are scawy. The best song is Don’t Trust me by 33.
I found this somewhere and I thought it was interesting, sounds like something I’d say or maybe someone else I know would say anyway…:
I’m and interesting guy I always hope that no matter or how small the orginal problem is that it is going to grow into bigger and bigger proportions that get completely out of control. And I will give you and example: Lets say a water main breaks in Downtown Los Angeles and floods in an electrical substation knocking out all of the traffic lights and the entire city and emergency vehicles can’t get threw. And at the same time one of those month long global heat waves comes along, but there is no air conditioning or water for sanitation so colures and small-pox disaster break-out and thousands of people start dying in the streets. But before they die parasites eat their brain and then they get completely nuts and then they storm the hospitals, but the hospital can’t control all of the causalities and the people rape all of the nurses and set the hospital on fire and the flames drive them even more crazier. So they start stabbing social workers and garbage men. And a big wind comes along and the entire city is up in flames. And the people who are still healthy, they get mad at the sick people and then they start crucifying like nailing them to crosses and trying on their underwear. Stuff like that. Then everyone smokes crack and PCP and they march into city hall. And burn the Mayor at the stake and strangle his wife and take turns sadomizing the Statue of Larry Flynt. And at this point it looks like things are going to get out of control. So every starts to panic and start to leave the city at the same time. And they trample each other to death on the streets and thousands of wild dogs eat their dead bodies and the wild dogs chase all of the slow people because they are in the fast lane where they are not supposed to be. Get over on the right! And then the lucky ones who manage to make it all the way outside of town discover when they get there that big sparks from the city had light the suburbs on fire. And then they burn uncontrollably. And thousands of identical homes with identical soccer moms and their identical kids name Jason and Jennifer. And now all the fire has spred to all of the farm lands burn intensively at 400 degrees producing millions of baked potatoes and as the farm lands burn thousands of barns explode due to the hidden meth labs. And the meth runs down stream where wild animals drink the water and get totally geeked up on speed. So bears and wolves amp up on crank roaming the cities killing people and then eating them. Even though they are not hungry. And the fire spreads to the forest and the forest burns to the ground and little animals are screaming “Bambi is dead! Bambi is dead!” And yes he is she stupid little idiot Bambi is dead. And now hundreds of regional fires come together into one huge interstate inferno. And all 12 of the western states are burning out of control. Except Utah, where the Mormons don’t allow fire. And the fires spread across the Great Plains toasting the wheat, roasting the cattle producing…hamburgers actually. Then it leaps to Mississippi and races through the south. Blowing up stills interrupting lynchings, and killing millions of pure inbread people. And then it turns northeast and heads towards Washington D.C., where Obama is gone so Bush has to make the decision but he can’t tell if its and emergency or not. So them he takes a nap with the pillow that mother gave for a Christmas present. So the fire moves to Philadelphia but Philadelphia is closed on the weekends, then the fire moves to New York and the people in New York tell the fire to go screw its self. And it does. So instead it burns down Long Island and Connecticut killing all of the rich white people and burning down all of their stupid golf courses. And while all of this is going on Canada burns to the ground but no one notices. And now the entire North America continue is up in flames, producing a thermal updraft and creating and incendiary super-cyclonic micro system that forms a hemispheric mega storm, breaking down the molecular structure of the atmosphere and actually changing the Laws of Physic of Nature. Fire and water combined. Burning clouds of flaming rain fall upward. Gama-rays and Solar Winds ignite the ionosphere and creating huge clouds of ionized plasma. Bolts of lighting 20 million miles long start shooting out of the North Pole. And the sky gets filled up with green stuff. And then suddenly, the entire fabric of space splits in two! A huge crack in the universe opens and all the dead people from the past starts falling in. Babe Ruth, Grotch O’Marks, Davey Crockit, Tiny Tim, Porky Pig, Hitler, Janice Jopline, Aldon Ludon. My Uncle Dave, your Uncle Dave. Everybody’s Uncle Dave, an endless stream of Uncle Daves falling through the cracks. And all the dead Uncle Daves gather around a kitchen table. They light up cigarettes and begin to talk. They talk about how they never got a break, that their parents didn’t love them and how their kids were ungrateful. They talk about how the government screwed them over and how they just missed out of the big job. And all the hatred and bitterness drips out of these people and forms big pools of liquid hate. And the pool of liquid hate begins to spin. Round and round it spins, faster and faster. And the faster is spins the bigger it gets. Until the pool of hate is bigger than the entire universe and then suddenly it explodes! Into trillions of tiny stars. And every start has a trillion planets. And every planet has a trillion Uncle Daves. And all of the Uncle Daves have good jobs, perfect eyesight, and shoes that fit. They have great sex lives and free health care. They understand the Inernet and their kids think that their cool. And they all love their neighboors. And every week Uncle Dave wins the lottery without fail. For ever and ever until the end of time. Every single Uncle Dave has a winning ticket. And Uncle Dave is finally happy. Now do you see why I like it when nature gets even with humans?
Peoms that I like:
From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How my worst fears are letting out
He said why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Now talking’s just a waste of breath
And living’s just a waste of death
And why put a new address
On the same old loneliness
And this is you and me
And me and you
Until we’ve got nothing left
You’re Not Perfect But You’ll Do
Let’s set the record straight regarding
The differences between us pending
There are a few contentious Issues
So grab yourself a box of tissues
Birthdays and Anniversaries
Are not quests or epic odyssey’s
For us to find you the perfect gift
We try our best so don’t be miffed
Please ask for what you want
Let’s be clear with due détente
Your subtle hints don’t work at all
Even Strong hints don’t if you recall
And obvious hints do not work
Just say it and don’t go berserk
We really don’t remember dates
Its just one of our personal traits
Mark them on the calendar clearly
Remind us before, frequently
We cannot read minds and never have
Nor is it an ability we will ever have
Such An inability does not construe
Or prove that we don’t care for you
Come to us with a problem only if
Its something we can solve in a Jif
And you want our help in solving it
That’s what we do were good at it
But its help we give and no more
Sympathy is what girlfriends are for
If something we said can be taken
More than one way or mistaken
And one of the ways makes you sad
Or angry, upset or just plain mad
Then that certainly wasn’t our intent
It was clearly the other one we meant
Anything we said over six months ago
Is inadmissible in an argument you know
In fact all comments are null and void
After seven days ask Sigmund Freud
The relationship is never going to be
Like it was the first two months or three
We were going out then, it was lust
Tell that to your girlfriends if you must
And Whenever possible, for pities sake
Talk only during the commercial break
You have the choice so can either ask
Us simply and concisely to perform a task
Or tell us how you want the job done
But don’t do both you can chose only one
If you already know best how to do it
Then don’t ask us just get on and do it
If we ask what is wrong and you say
“Nothing” we will behave that way
We know it’s a lie when you say it
But it is not worth the hassle is it
When we have to go out somewhere
I’m happy with whatever you wear
Most men own three pairs of shoes
What makes you think we can chose
Which pair, out of thirty more or less
Would look any good with that dress
You have enough clothes trust me
You have too many shoes cant you see
And yes there are times it is true
We are not thinking about you
It’s a fact of life so don’t obsess
We do not love you any less
Now let me finish what I’ve begun
Now where was I, I’m almost done
Sunday and sports go well together
Like BBQ’s and good weather
A headache that last for over a year
Means you need to see a doctor I fear
Christopher Columbus did not desire
Directions and nor do we require
If you won’t dress like a French maid
Don’t expect us to act like a TV blade
Let us ogle and don’t be so pathetic
We are going to anyway; it’s genetic
Yes and no are perfectly acceptable
Responses to any question you table
Crying is blackmail if not deceit
Oh yes Learn to work the toilet seat
By the way don’t ever cut your hair
And Check your oil please lets be fair
No matter what you have been taught
Shopping is certainly NOT a sport.
I hope that’s illuminated the gloom
All right I’ll sleep in the spare room
To be continued/updated…
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