I am a guy, born some suppose, so I just smile and allow the fantasy. I like stuff, who doesn't? I like some stuff better, Like I would prefer hackey sack over being say, boiled alive in cat urine. But thats just me, maybe some guy out there likes that kinda stuff, kudos to him! But I digress. (even though I didn't I wanted to throw that word in there.) I was concieved in Alaska, Raised in Alaska, and later, moved out of Alaska, even with the general shouts of NO! and suicide threats from my nookie partners. I moved to Arizona, where I spent a fun filled five years among gangs, illegal aliens (dang aliens, never talk to Will Smith when you want em to.) and general asst. rabble. Amidst it all I met a good friend (Vern) and another (David). After a couple of years of this, Vern moved, and David was starting school again, so our family moved(yup, thats right, it was me who said we should move, in no way the parents who had any say in the situation.Thats how much I rock.) We moved to Kansas... To some people Kansas might just be an awesome thing but to me its torture, no mountains, no beaches, no white castle!!! Its all point of view though, remember the Hackeysack cat urine thing? Exactly. And thats about it for me. Well, here is a little thing that is here(see below). (I bet your thinking I like these dontcha?) (Well I don't) "For once there was a brave and wholesome warrior, who went by the tag of Yona, and lo, were his deeds great and mighty, and songs were sung throughout the land. Wherever he did go fair damsels did throw their chastity belts skyward, saying, "harken unto me, fair Yona, and plant thy crops in my soil." But lo, Yona was a virtuous man, and no maiden did he harken unto unless they were found to be wholesome and sound of body, rosy of cheeks, and hygienically capable. And thus did Yona wander the land, harkening hither and yon, of all the hygienic maidens he found therein. And when his crops were planted, away he would go, into the Desert of Truth, to fulfill his destiny foretold by the great and mighty McNugget of Foretelling, which spoke to him in a dream, and harkened unto his leg, which Yona found most uncomfortable and awkward, and did not listen to all that was said. And verily did Yona venture forth, and came upon a stream, whose water was sweet, and cold, and snowy white, and thusly did he say aye, this is cold water, my nipples harden verily, and then there was a tiger, and so on...." AND I am a multi billionare, see? Check out how much I make a year, pretty nifty huh? Yeah, believe what you see here BELIEVE!!! *wavy fingers* Who I'd like to meet:
Any one who actually looked through my site and didn't freak out and want to hit me with assorted bricks and class action suits. Oh yeah, and Kevin Smith, the guy who made Wizards of the coast, Any body off the sci-fi channel and all my fuzzy friends who may not be fuzzy.
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