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hey why is my truck a 2500 but only a v6 what a piece of shit

About Me

the names squirrell kinda forgot my real name so yeah im a fun lovin guy love to do stupid shit, i have some of the best freinds anybody can ask for and if u fuck with them your preety much dead while standing. I drive a tricked out neon and yes its a tuner so fuck you, i like to hang out and do preety much whatever if u wanna chit chat hit me up MW x Balla69.

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what type of car are you?

Muscle Car
you like it fast and loud and want everybody to know it. u have raw muscle under the hood

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What kind of cigarette are you? (pics)

Marlbro Reds
Nice... You are Marlboro reds... Classic and roustic...

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What Social Group are you in?

Your a Redneck or proud to live in the south
You love to have fun in the outdoors, you were born in the south or is just proud to be in the south!! You always show your pride in what you wear and who you usually hang out with. You are most likely in the FFA or makes your own beer. Support the South!

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I'd like to meet:

The people I would like to meet would be: A fun lovin cute girl who knows how to have a good time and get down and dirty.

Music:


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Movies:

"It happens on a random Monday. Coming back from an event or late on a Sunday night, right before you get on the plane and your about to be frisked for the third time. Your driving...your flying....your sitting in an airport seat with boys from the team. Your drinking stale coffee trying to stay awake. Your explaining a fat welt on the side of your neck to a confused stranger or a best friend.....or running through the sidewalk at LAX trying to catch a plane. Your coming back to the other life....the one without paintball. Where no one understands why you do it....your tired....working off little sleep and a question creeps up and you try to ignore it. Why do I do this? Why the travel? Why the losses? The missed worked...the missed school...hours of practice and the complaining girl friend....because the lure of living a paintball life is just to potent and the products of the road, the travel, are memories forever and trips and strange lands with stranger people. At tournaments it feels like for once you get to live as loud as you want. Its worth the sacrifices....its worth all the bullshit. Because if you work hard enough, a Sunday will roll around and you'll be in the huddle...screaming.....with your hand in....one among ten playing for the world title and suddenly all those clichés you've ever heard make sense and you are defined. You say it to yourself and it means everything, I am a paintball player and this moment right here is my life.

Television:

The only thing I really watch on TV is MTV and the sports channel besides that theres never any thing on



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Heroes:

The hereos I would have to say I have would be my friends for always steering me in the right direction.