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FIRST OF ALL: My opinion of Myspace isn't exactly all that positive. The stupidity of this website makes me wanna defy physics and kick myself repeatedly in the face with a steel-toe sneaker. They promote it as a place for friends, but all I see are a majority of whores, child predators, spammers, racists, and haters who NEVER get their accounts banned. Long story short: MYSPACE EATS IT. I'm just here to confuse and annoy.
Now, the REAL "About Me": I had a stick of CareFree gum, but it didn't work. I felt pretty good while I was blowing that bubble, but as soon as the gum lost its flavor, I was back to pondering my mortality. Er, wait. No, I'm Rei. I'm an O.G. and by O.G., I mean "Original Generation X'er". Not like the poser scene kids of today. I'm the owner of a warped imagination, morbid sense of humor, and a spontaneous personality. I tend to do things on a whim...like freestyle walking and having epic Nerf gun battles. Fucking epic. I love the word "epic". It's so fucking epic.
Nobody gives a fuck!? Are you serious!? Everybody gives a fuck! I'm sorta awesome! Well...I guess everyone has an opinion. BTW, I'm not conceited, I just know I don't suck.
The only girl who loves me is my little black cat, Risky. She's a 22-toed terror. The most epic of cats. She is a force to be reckoned with. Don't fuck with the Risky. Oh, and Puck, my hedgehog, is in fact, the only boy I will ever love. The end.
I think a lot of stupid shit is hilarious. Like people who argue on the internet or 4chan. Also, those who fight over religious supremacy are hilarious. You are some jaded motherfuckers. That's some stupid, but funny shit! Just fucking live people! I mean, seriously, stop trying to be better than everyone else and DEFINITELY stop forcing your fucked up beliefs on me. Don't waste your lives or time (or mine), just live! Then, again, without the stupidity of said people, I'd have one less thing to laugh at and make fun of. What a world. Heh heh.
OH! OH! You know what sucks? Retail. Yep. Retail. It's fucking weak. My job wouldn't suck so much if it weren't for all the fucking customers. Customers are douche bags. They need food poisoning or something. Like Crazy Bike Lady or Creepy Retard Guy. Oh, and Ugly Dye-Job Skank and Crotchity Old Asian Fish Man. I hate so many of my customers. I inevitably see food poisoning in their futures.
Right now, my life consists of playing mind-numbing video games, late night MMORPG sessions, spontaneous anime viewing marathons, writing, sleeping, learning to play guitar, and uh, other stuff. I love music and am an avid fan of many artists. Except Avril Lavigne. She needs fucking cancer. Seriously. Or BEE AIDS. Either one. Her having them would be a fucking riot.
On a random note, one of my goals in life is to be as funny as Estelle Getty when I'm a million. There was no more epic Golden Girl than Estelle Getty. Fuck yeah!!