"We can save the world with our love."
David McMeekin.
18 years old.
I enjoy planting hidden spy cameras in Wendy's chicken sandwiches for the government, in order to view the devastating effects that Jews have on the human interior.
I have an enormous collection of tape. My favorite kind, as it is with many others, is duct tape. Second, of course, is packing tape. Not to be forgotten is the blue painters tape and black electrical tape. I'm currently working on a portrait of my beautiful best friend, Jess, made entirely out of tape. Different colors of tape.
I designed the new Playstation 3. Well, everything except for the outside covering and the controller. But the entire interior and workings was me. Unfortunately, the Sony company has turned its back on me and refused to give me my share of the profits due to the fact that I'm not a legal US citizen.
I was knighted at the young age of nine by the Queen of England.
I am half human, half machine. At the age of three I was half eaten by a wolverine-type creature and pronounced dead two days later. Luckily enough for me, a doctor stole my dead body from the morgue and worked to recreate me. He used 2x4's for my legs, a bionic arm protocol for my arm, and a bound electrical wire for my torso. He had to replace my brain with that of Adolf Hitler to bring me back from the grave, but it was well worth it. Adolf does quite well as an American boy, but I secretly plan to persecute all others beside the supreme Aryan race by the age of twenty-three.
I applied a far expired package of "Lip-Ex" on my lips, and I can now blow with great force. If the wolf from the "Three Little Pigs" had my help, he would have no problem with the brick house. That thing would come down faster than the five-year-plan. God has been trying to call me to ask if I can take over the wind currents worldwide for Him, but I'm just not interested. And let me tell you, God can be pretty dang demanding at times. Especially when He wants you to take over the wind currents for Him. Nobody wants to. He should know that.
I helped William Shakespreare write the majority of his plays. I gave him the general plot lines and character developments, and he went from there. I also came up with the famous balcony scene from "Romeo and Juliet," but keep it on the down-low. If any historian asks, it was all Will.
I own a large underground vault, situated under the Lincoln Memorial. I keep weapons of mass destruction, priceless works of art, and my secret stash of porno's in there.
I made the decision to make the nickel 1.95 mm thick. I also wanted the nickel to be ridged like the quarter, but the bastards at the US Mint decided it should be smooth. So the next time you drop a nickel because it's too slippery, don't blame me.
"If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic."
"Is it raining? Is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a-blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing,
So the danger must be growing.
Are the fires of Hell a-glowing?
Is the grisly reaper mowing?
Yes, the danger must be growing,
For the rowers keep ..ing,
And they're certainly not showing,
Any signs that they are slowing!"
"Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity. And so we ask ourselves: will our actions echo across the centuries? Will strangers hear our names long after we are gone, and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?"
