Don't CHA

I guess I'm a little rough about the edges, but my ma still loves me.
This MySpace thing.... a friend told me I should move into cyberspace to meet new people. I asked her, "What's wrong with the people I can touch, taste, and smell?"
"Indulge me." she says. Well, look at her. Who could say no?
So, here I go with my prattle. I quit smoking lots of times. I am a Bettie Page fan.
My Harley rocks when the bolts aren't falling off it. I drink tequila to make other people more interesting.

I hate it when kids can't talk in plain english, they all pretend like they are ignorant street rats. Urban notorious bravado.... the downfall of the USofA.
I appreciate most music, but have no respect for gangsta rap. It is ugly, mysogynistic, violent, careless and, franky, boring. All they do is boast about drugs, whores, guns, bling, and more violence. And there is no melody. If it has no melody it's not music. Justin Timberlake bugs me, too. Don't know why... I guess he's talented, but he gets freaky with Scarlett Johanssen in that video and she's too good for him. I also don't like big top circus organ euro trash dance tekno crap either. You know, that racket coming out of every other teeny bopper store in the malls? Some techno head masturbating his synthesizers in the basement, stealing beats from James Brown and Zeppelin. Crap crap crap.