What is there really to say about my life.was it a waste?
i like to think not.
i like to think i mean somethign to someone.
its not my fault my wife was a pirty hooker & slept out every night.
and made frequent trips to the how you say, 'cat house'
& she loved mice.
i bought one for her.
she thought it was a man.
she was brutally murdered by a large man with mental retardation.
HER HAIR !!!
is everywhere
screaming infidelity.
MORE ABOUT ME:!!!!
i like grapes & leonardo dicaprio.
but his grapes were a bad wrath.
he gave grapes a bad name
BEHOLD A PICTURE OF A GRAPE.
PS only request to be my friend if youwant to talk to me. dont only request me b/c you think i am a rather dashing young attractive fellow.
i get that a lot
