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Mikk

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About Me

Who is known for having two arms and six fingers (five on his right hand, and one on this left...well there are four more on his left, but he chooses not to count those)...and sometimes things are blue.A self proclaimed dork and apparently a really funny guy, the one that is known best by Mikkle (although is real name is thought to be Mike, but no one is really sure about that) remains to be one of the coolest people that you will ever meet. He was born and mostly raised in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and is the middle of three children. He graduated from La Cueva High School in the General Studies/Ninja Assassination program in 2003, and immediately starting booking assassination work, incidentally putting getting a real job and going to college on the back burner. Between 2003 and 2006, Mike Montano assassinated (in ninja-like fashion) an estimated 20,000 people, and an estimated 4000 fish (in the winter of 2004 demand for assassination was low, so for a couple of months, he held a part-time job as a fisherman). The land of Albuquerque (or the 505 for sho!), where the beer flows like a drought, burritos at 3am are a daily routine, and the Mexicans are plentiful, is still his paradise. He is a major threat on the dance floor, but after schooling kids at DDR he will always hug them, and challenge them to a rematch when their skills improve. He is also one of the best Anchorman players to date, but has a tendency to get too drunk before tournament play. His Anchorman team, D'Qwons Dance Moves, is a force to be reckoned with. They even have shirts.In May of 2006, he began becoming a celebrity by thrusting himself into the circles of Albuquerque’s best known habitants. His quick wit, sense of humor, love of party-time explosions, and wicked good looks were so well received that he put “assassinating people in a ninja-like fashion” on hold, and began getting drunk all the time. He is the wingman (and vocal support, usually resulting in someone getting laid, or a serious cock block) in closely knit group of friends where you can find together at almost any social gathering. His nicely worn wardrobe consists of expensive tight Hollister jeans, polo's, and t-shirts from various shops such as Goodwill, Thrift Town, and Savers. Crazy you might call him, but with his cunning wit, and everlasting charm with the ladies, it’s easy to overlook the craziness of this young chap. He enjoys the finer things in life, always choosing beer before wine, Heinekens and Jager Bombs. Jager bombs, he (enter profanity here) drowns in that (enter profanity here). His crazy antics and piercing brown eyes has turned him into quite a celebrity, massing many new friends in months and never does a day go by without a new friend under his wing. His loveable personality and constant partying has brought him a following of internet geeks and cute high school girls alike.Also, he has gay hair.

My Interests

The Sour and The Sweet "One day you'll know what real love truly is, it's the sour and the sweet... And trust me man, I've had the sour,so it lets me appreciate the sweet... Because you will never know the exquisite pain of the guy who goes home alone, cuz without the bitter baby, the sweet ain't as sweet..."

I'd like to meet:

someone who will build me a time machine.
and someone who will know what to do when you drive over railroad tracks.View All Friends | View Blog | Add Comment

Music:

Anything I can dance to.And everything on my iTunes...you can come over and check it out if you want.

Movies:

I like films that you can't understand.

Television:

Channel 8, 9, 45-53, 267, 268, and 301-380

Books:

If it has profanity, a dark sense of humor, and makes me look smart, im game.

Heroes:

Heroes are forgotten, but legends never die.

My Blog

Introduction...

still messing around with world-sized idea that I have, but I think I may be narrowing it down...   It was raining again.  The beads of moisture sliding down the window pane, slowly falling ...
Posted by Mikk on Wed, 26 Mar 2008 09:33:00 PST

A Reflection (A short of what still to come)

Over the past two years i have been working on a project that hopefully one day i can put together in a novel that reflects the lives of people i have been lucky enough to meet, but here is a short fr...
Posted by Mikk on Tue, 21 Aug 2007 03:36:00 PST

dude, why wont this work?

what the fuck... seriously.
Posted by Mikk on Sun, 29 Jan 2006 08:06:00 PST

Two thoughts brought from boredom

A New Game We Play. Drink now, taste later This is what she says to make me feel better   Lying on parents beds, Out on the balcony Staring at open skies, Hoping now that one wish will come &nbs...
Posted by Mikk on Wed, 05 Oct 2005 05:23:00 PST

Pictures of a Pole. (creative writing piece .2)

Pictures of a Pole Dont think of life as a life or death matter, because youll die a lot of times. - Van Wilder - The truth about heaven is that it rains all day long. - Ben Jorgensen ...
Posted by Mikk on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Flying Underwater (A creative writing project)

This is a work in progress...This version is the finished piece of an assignment for a creative writing class... I think this is the closest I have ever been to flying. I never had the pleasure of ...
Posted by Mikk on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

This is you getting run over by a truck...Originally performed by my heart...

Dear (Your name here), I think of you a lot. And everytime you enter my mind, It is always followed the sharpest object I can find. Don't worry babe, its not for you, it is for me. There is no oth...
Posted by Mikk on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Understanding In a Heart Break.

It happens once every year, and it's all ways the end of fall. Loves are broken and words are spoken I hate this autumn atmosphere. It's the not talking, Why can't we speak? (I ...
Posted by Mikk on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

It has lost all meaning.

The lighting wave that bring blue flowers ate my pens as I walk to the moon after Sunday last yesterday lost garlic in my gasoline. Only jupiter knows the paper pad cell phone stapler, in wh...
Posted by Mikk on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

100 Dollars = Drinking Alone

Imagine a room, filled with with people. People with alternative personalities. For one night. 600 hundred dollars of alcohol. Sorority girls. Music and Cowboy hats. You see two people sitting on a so...
Posted by Mikk on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST