Sidney Crosby's playoff "mustache" looks most like that of: a) a pedophile; b) a pedophile on ice skates; c) ____________ (fill in the blank)?
C) The unpopular girl in high school who didn't wax it off. However, to her credit, she was All-State on the diving team.
^Dancing Guy
My full name is Nathan Thomas Thomas Carrocino. I always forget I have two middle names. I'm twenty-one years old. I get depressed when I see shows I grew up watching airing on nick at night. I was ten when Jared first lost all his weight with Sub Way. I like beards, but can't really grow one. I still try. I really only have a small group of freinds that I hang out with. I wouldnt trade them for anything. My best friend Bill is like the brother I never had. Unless you count my two real brothers. I fight with my mom a lot. I dont have AIDS. I like dreams, tacos, and whispers. I seem really racist, but I just find racist jokes funny. Ok maybe just a little. I work my summer away so I can concentrate on school and sleep during the winter. I HATE people that dont give the thank you wave. I wish I could take back whatever I did for them. I've made over a thousand dollars playing skeeball. I'm proud of that. I love waking up to text messages saying good morning. I once watched an entire episode of Oprah. One time I counted to a million. I was like eight. It took nearly a months worth of nights. I use an excessive amount of commas when I write essays. I've hit on every female teacher I've ever had. I've never gotten below an A in those classes. When I bought my car I asked to have a chick magnet installed. They installed a car magnet. To fix it I put a large band aid over the dents. I love the cold. I was ranked twenty-ninthish in my class. I randomly add random things about me to this. Hockey consumes my life. I love chemistry. I once made chlorine gas. It was used in WW1 as a lethal weapon. I don't know how to remove the "<" at the bottom of this section. I'm entirely too afraid of change. sucks right? I use an explanation mark more then I use periods. I also use :( faces more then any man should. I know a girl who can say all fifty states in alphabetical order in 22 seconds. She's pretty cool. I was once lit on fire. Still have two burn marks. I use pet names for everyone. I like meeting new people by using random pick up lines that never work. I once got banned from posting myspace comments for a day. I'm pretty neat.
The following is a true story and essay i wrote in my second year of college. It will help you see into what has defined my childhood and turned me into i am today...
Everyone has one of those life defining moments that.. well define who you are. This is my story that happened to me when i was nothing more then a mere child with no cares in the world. From it you will be able to know me, my life, and what I have gone through...
It was a beautiful, warm, sunny, although there were a few clouds, breezy, extremely relaxing summer day. I had just finished my lunch and decided to go do something crazy. Then I was hit with one of the best ideas of my young life. I decided to go kite flying! I ran to my garage as fast as I could and started looking a bout for a kite. Then I saw one of the coolest kites I had ever laid eyes upon, it was baby blue with a big picture of Barney the dinosaur and his companion Baby Bob. I grabbed it and enthusiastically ran outside. I started flying it, and watching it soar majestically within the clouds made me forget about all of life’s problems. I was having the time of my life. Over my childish giggles I could not have even imagined what was going to happen next…
Suddenly the wind picked up and the kite started going crazy! I tried with every kite flying skill I possibly possessed but it was a lost cause. The kite went flying right into a big tree. After an hour and a half of crying I pulled myself together. I decided I needed to get that kite no matter what it took. I got the nearest broom and jabbed my little heart out. I jabbed and I jabbed and I jabbed some more. Finally it started to break away from the tree’s evil grasp! Then with one mighty jab the kite came flying out! Unfortunately, just as the wind picked up and dragged the kite out fifty feet into a thirty-foot tall tree. There was nothing I could do but watch my poor kite sit there blowing in the breeze, never to come down again. The next morning I woke up and it was gone, out of my life forever. Even to this day, I have never flown another kite due this mentally traumatizing experience..
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