About Me: Upon closer inspection, I saw that it was a funky ball of tits from outer space. My name's Colin and I like to have big parties where I invite a bunch of people over that I met playing online role playing games. We hook all of our computers up together in my kitchen; which for some reason makes it cooler when you play video games, and we get drunk even though there aren't any girls. I spend a lot of time photoshopping my pictures so people can't tell what a fat zitty piece of shit I am. In reality, I resemble a dump truck. One of my legs is six inches shorter than the other, and so I have to wear a special shoe on that foot. In 8th grade I tried to overcome my disability, and I joined the track team, to show people that I could do anything that anyone else could do, but on my first race I didn't even come close to clearing the first hurdle and landed on my face, then skidded for several feet in a cartoonish fashion. I had to run around the rest of the hurdles, but still finished 47 minutes after everyone else and also shit my pants. I suck at talking to girls. One time I thought I came up with a really cool way to introduce myself to girls. I'd say, "My name's Colin---welcome to the jungle!" but then I couldn't think of anything to say after that, so we would just stand there looking at each other, until she would inquire, "Okay?" To which I would reply, "...yeah" Then this other time I saw this really cute girl at Abercrombie, so I tried to think of some way to get her attention, but I spazzed out and just threw my milkshake in her face. I felt like a major league doofus until she winked at me and told me to go wait in the bathroom for her. So I went into the bathroom and I was so excited I almost pissed everywhere, but I was already in the bathroom so I just went in the toilet. But I think she was just making fun of me, because I ended up just doing winks and finger guns in the mirror and combing my hair like a cool guy from the 50's with my switchblade comb for two hours until the manager told me to leave. Who I'd Like To Meet:Dumpy pimple-faced bitches and someone that will buy me a jet ski.My Interests:Skip it
Science Fiction
Practicing for when I kiss a girl
Anime conventions
Coming up with palindromes
Telling best friends my secretsMusic:Shit that restores my faith in the lord and that I can grind up on a bitch to.My Accomplishments:-I have retail management and food serving experience-I can do 360's on my Rollerblades-I have a replica of the jacket Michael Jackson wore in Thriller-I have a tattoo of a flaming eight ball in front of a waving American Flag that's above a portrait of an eagle pissing on a terroristTalk to MeMSN: [email protected]InstntMsngr: ALLRicoSuaveNsht
"Meat falls of the bOoOone-OoOh-WoOo!"
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