""""""""""""Sittin in fatigues sometimes the line got me fatigued but I got this bagged up like weed green teamed up like Andy Reed crack of dawn then gone at 3 like a speed truth tell tale logical feed what more do ya need I take the real & the fake then at high rate I separate like a bummed left clavical but we don’t back down to the radicals the sound in the haz’s rattles pacaf aerial battles sick shit im still baffled while im out doin maintenances all my aquaintences are still under the heat on dead-end streets don’t get me wrong my life’s not marvelous but I’m far from old Jarvis gettin more confident on my car shit tryin to find a way to market on the line catchin red balls like target my life on the current is like a collage one day in Misawa next in Balad back in S-ville all I see are kwaks while im out in the PAC savin for Vettes & Cadillac’s General Electric I’m workin under bomb racks & when I hit the keys I’m rappin about facts top-shelf tippin also known as top-rack" -LMIT- ///////// Yo whats up bitches & ho's I'm now a resident of Misawa, Japan for 3 years. You can usually find me grindin on the flight line either working on F-16 jets or launching/ recovering them. It can be a tough job at times but its kool to know that I fix the jets that defend America & Japan. My lovely wife Natasha is an x-ray tech in the hospital. Japan is pretty dope, theres lots of kickass stuff to do here.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
I'd like to meet neone thats into quad riding, offroading, and drag racing, unless you're a rice boi or an emo fagget.
