lies your mother told me

I am bored. I am boring. Check out some of my friends, you might be more interested in their profiles. I can't dance. I'm short. What else is there? I loathe the expression LOL, anyone who uses it needs to be shot. I like being angry. I find it pleasurable, like warm sand between the toes. I like to argue, (especially with Stu, who is equally bullheaded) even if I'm wrong. I like beer, warm or cold, import or domestic. I like to drink beer on rooftops. Beer good, liquor bad. Just ask any of my friends, they can attest to the levels of depravity that I sink to when consuming anything with a alcohol percentage higher than the average beer. O.k. I lied, I like a glass of Jager or Whisky on the rocks. Lots of stories. I mumble and can be known to say something stupid and offensive towards others. I can't help it, low I.Q or something. I like disorder to some degree. I like run-on sentences. I like to ramble/rant incoherently like the neighborhood bum.