I am a punk who grew up. The music is still there for me, but running a business has changed a lot of things. I can't put strange colors in my hair or have exposed piercings, but sooner or later that has to happen to... most of us. I have worked hard the last several years to get where I am. I have a great career and a strong reputation in my field. I build custom cars and car stereo systems. Some of my work has been featured in magazines and TV shows.
I seem to get along well with people, but I prefer to avoid most of them. I guess that's because most of them only say things like, "Hey can you hook me up with a stereo?" The friends I do have are my greatest asset. They are the people I would do anything for, not just hook up their cars.
I have really bad pottymouth, and I love to talk shit. I will talk shit on anyone, anything, anytime. Its an art, and its not about being mean, just a darker kind of humor.
I used to be a mallrat. I like to sing in the car as loud as I can. I like to shoot assault rifles with my friends and brother. I love Nascar, its the only sport I care to watch on tv or in person. I like to cook, for someone besides myself.
I am shy most of the time, but I don't mind sharing, if you want to know something about me, ask. I would like to think I am complex enough that I can't tell you everything in a paragraph or two. Maybe I'm not, you'll have to find out.
Iron Spade in Port Charlotte. If you get tattoos, you should be getting them there. If you don't have any, stop being a fuckin pussy and get one!
