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Krypto

ka1e1

About Me


my irl family........

dad pete

brother peteiii

son justin

nephew lance

nephew nathan

niece bella

niece Elyse

niece julia

nephew peter

neice JESSIKA

neice Marissa

ok....this is my secret identity....so dont tell any one...k... JuMpY WuMpYs made this...kool huh me flying over metropolis.. Batdude ... Diana ...and me! this is me and Batdude , my kool friend! ...he's gonna teach me to drive! im driving!.....im soo excited! nathan and me at a party in dubai superman and Punkynn my best friend made this for me...... thank you Oliver !! my good buddy otto made this ....thanx otto !!

My Interests

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I'd like to meet:

my super friends....

TANNER
Elvis "Thundercat" Presley
Benji
aja
LuCkY pUnKY

snoopy
PEEWEE
duke
Furbabies
Snuffy & Tuffy



Punky
obie
nana
Mollys Catwalk
OTTO

....

Punky Power!

Bella

timmy

Puppy

Hoodie

JuMpY WuMpImP

MR Wyatt

K9 SERVICES

theta

Brownie

maggie

Nigel

Kalie

Kenzie

Leo

Zoe

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samuel

Beau

Clarkie and Wallie

Molly~^..^~

sid

BENJAMIN

angel

Nyles & Shady

Charlie AKA Woofta

GWEN

Rocky

Buttons

PEANUT

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Movies:



My Blog

a short story my son got published

Carved through the waves of the sea with a simple knife I found on the person of my fallen companion, I eagerly await my return to the mistress I love named earth. Her valleys whisper into my ear, her...
Posted by Krypto on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 10:59:00 PST

justins poems

while i was resting outside... i do that often... the voice of a woman called out to me in my sleep... serenaded... and there was nobody there... i heard her say my name three times... but i didnt see...
Posted by Krypto on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 10:48:00 PST

a story my son is writing .....but hes not finished

chapter one: walking through 'simply because we know the way through doesnt mean we'll make it' the words said before their last mission.. the words that etched a new hole in my skull.. why did they s...
Posted by Krypto on Tue, 03 Jan 2006 10:24:00 PST

some of my sons poems

Friday, October 14, 2005 cold Category: Music Late in the night the note was confined The messenger was under great peril to deliver the package Before the morrow In and out was his mission, no for...
Posted by Krypto on Mon, 17 Oct 2005 06:22:00 PST