Boobman

On Me First of all, Boobman's not my real name. Of course not! Who would call their son Boobman? I just put that in there for a little bit of fun..=D Hehe :wink wink: Well the true me's actually called Charles Anthony Carson.. See why I didn't want to put the real me in there? Charles? That's the name of a Prince right? But anyway, my friends call me Chuck.. or Ant. It depends on whether they're teasing or not. Hehe. ... Hmm, what to put what to put.
I'm in College over at California.. I just got the My Space invitation from a friend of mine. I won't say who. He's my savior and he'll remain a mystery. The girls might swarm all over him instead of me. :( nah, just kidding. He's Nero, he's in my profile. Just click and add and yeah, you guessed it.. I'm promoting his friggin profile cause he said he can't get some people in it. Friggin bum.
On Girls I had girlfriends and the one thing I learned from being a playboy is that you should always wear something shiny.. I don't know why but it DOES catch a lady's eye... Though one thing's for certain.. Wearing something shiny might make the ladies thing you're gay or something like that. I dunno how to put it cause there was this one time when my brother made me wear this shiny jacket and then the ladies went.."Excellent jacket! I have one just like that!.." And they started giving me tips on how to pick out Versace clothes.. That Gap's better than Guess or that Nike rocks and Skechers doesn't.. That was one mistake I'd regret the rest of my life. Too bad though, cause all the ladies that talked to me were pretty, sexy and hot.. Bad spotlight = Good ladies.. How to deal, how to deal.
On Smoking I drink, I smoke, but I hate pot. I hate marijuana and all that crap. Once I took those shit into my mouth my head flew to Cloud 9 and left my body in hell. Friggin Crap.
Parents Yes, the first teachers a kid could ever ask for. Yeah they're the first people who'd teach you what you need to know bout life but whoever said they're the best people for the job? Some parents can kick ass or uhm ehem.. the other way around. I have nice parents, yeah.. dad can be a little short on stuff but he gets around. Parents can be nice, parents can be strict or lenient but that wouldn't immediately stamp a "Certified Good Parent" on their foreheads. My dad and my mom would never shout at me for not doing anything they wanted me to be. I'm thankful but with their lack of reaction.. it makes me think. Are they just nice or do they care at all?
What a bunch of crap.. Don't listen to anything I said, folks. You wouldn't want to go to Heaven sooner than expected. Snigger.