I would have liked to have added more B's but my vocabulary is rather limited and going through the dictionary seemed like a bit of a hassle so here's the skinny: My name is ****. Some people call me ***ford, others Le***, most call me Bastard. I am 25. I have one of the greatest jobs in the world that ties into my favorite thing to do which is b.s. on trivial information. I am a bitter old man trapped in a relatively young man's body meaning I get irrationally angry over anything this generation and time produces, mostly movie remakes and anything that feels using hip hop will get people to buy their crappy products. I subscribe to the Leary School of Thought in regards to life. I prefer to be alone most of the time and most of the activities I do are solitary in nature so it begs the question of what I'm even doing here in the first place. I am full of piss and vinegar. Or is that spite and vulgar? I am not nice, I am polite. There is a difference. There's a good chance that I'm one of the funniest people you will ever meet. Like 60/40. No promises though. If I am cold to you that doesn't mean I don't like you, I just have difficulty emoting. My three dominant emotions are ennui, giddyness, and silent rage. If you're reading this and thinking, "Hey, he seems pretty awesome. I'm going to add him to my friends list because he's so awesome." than you are one of the chosen people. One that will usher in a new golden age of prosperity and enlightenment. Either that or a spammer. Spammers are going to hell when they die and get blowfish crammed up their poop chute. Those that are into that sort of thing will instead do algebra for eternity. And it's thoughts like that which help me sleep at night.
