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This thing I call life

About Me

Let’s see… I’m 19, white, poor, in college, in love, far away, funny, somewhat intelligent, calm, loud, silent, a book worm, not a native, move a lot, change a lot, not tall, not short, do not have black, blond, red, grey, green, or blue hair, I have the same color eyes, I enjoy games of all kinds, I ware a hat most days, I miss my piercing, my family, my friends, and my beautiful girl, my shirts mostly consist of smart ass remarks, and I hate shorts because my legs are hairy, I like music of all genres, but I don’t listen to rap or country often, I don’t really have a home, a car or a computer, I walk a lot, and don’t have sex, but not by choice, my heroes die, I’m skinny, but not muscular, I don’t like taking off my shirt, because of backacne, I have a farmers tan, I hate TV, but still watch it, I love and hate with a passion, I have a low opinion of humanity, but cant help liking them, I don’t really mind, but cant help thinking, I’m pretty vain, and cant understand why, I cant spell, draw, write, or sing well, I act, I tell the truth, I tell lies, I do all three, but never to my self, I’m a movie junky, but don’t like most moves, I add, subtract, but never multiply, I hold grudges, I’m human, I’m a hypocrite, but try not to be, I forgive, I forget, I rarely remember, I rely, I depend, I need, I want, I leave, I come back, I go on. You?

Here are a few thoughts that took me 19 years to learn.

1. Never under any Circumstances take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.
2. If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings."
3. There is a very fine line between"surfing" and "mental illness."
4. People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.
5. And if God, who is said to have created the entire universe with all of its glories, decides to deliver a message to humanity, He WILL NOT use, as His messanger, a person on cable TV with a bad hairstyle.
6. You should not confuse your career with your life.
7. No matter what happens, somebody will find a way to take it too seriously.
8. nobody cares if you can't dance well. just get up and dance.
9. Never lick a steak knife.
10. Take out the fortune before you eat the cookie.
11. The most powerful force in the universe is gossip.
12. You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we still observe daylight savings time.
13. You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests that you think she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.
14. There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age 11
15. The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic backround, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above average drivers.
16. The main accomplishment of almost all organized protests is to annoy people who are not in them.
17. A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter is not a nice person.
18. Never be afraid to try somthing new. Remember that amateurs built the Ark. Professionals built the Titanic.
19. Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away.
20. Your friends love you anyway.
Living Will Form
I, Connor Magnoli, being of sound mind and body, do not wish to be kept alive indefinitely by artificial means.
Under no circumstances should my fate be put in the hands of pinhead politicians who couldn’t pass ninth-grade biology if their lives depended on it. Nor in the hands of Lawyers/Docters who are interested simply in running up the bills.
If a reasonable amount of time passes and I fail to ask for at least on the following:
Bloody Mary,
Margarita,
Scotch and soda,
Martini,
Vodka and tonic,
Steak,
Lobster, or crab legs,
The TV remote,
Video games,
My computer,
Or sex
…it should be presumed that I won’t ever get better.
When such a determination is reached, I hereby instruct my appointed person and attending physicians to pull the plug, reel in the tubes and call it a day.
At this point, it is time to call a New Orleans Jazz Funeral Band to come their thing at my funeral, and ask all my friends to raise their glasses to toast the good times we had.
Signature:Connor Magnoli
Date:____________
I also hear that in Ireland they have a Nursing Home with a pub. The patients are happier and they have a lot more visitors.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Laughter is the face orgasm. When you laugh, the private organs must go, "What the heck was that? I thought we were in charge of fun!" It must freak the ol' nads out. I imagine there's a running competition between the sex drive and the sense of humor. A battle between the funny bone and the boner. Which can cause more pleasure? The ha ha or the oo la la? Comedy or hot dripping sweaty naughty good times? Which begs the question: After you share a big hearty laugh with someone--the kind that makes you convulse with nasal snort noises--do you still respect each other in the morning? Do you avoid each other, then bump into them at the water cooler and sheepishly go, "So. Things got weird, huh? I laughed. You laughed. One thing led to another..." Ever look at someone and go, Man, I'd sure love to get together with that piece of funniness and laugh and laugh till milk shoots outta me. That person will make milk come out my nose over and over and over again. Ooh. Yeah. Tell me the one about the rabbi and the penguins, baby... Right there... Yeah... Ah! Ah! AH HA HA HA HA HA!

She Caught Me in Her Knicker Drawer

She caught me in her knicker drawer, I woulda run, but she blocked the door. This awkward scenario I hadn't planned, Caught with her knickers in my hand,

And with a pair upon my head, Jumping up and down on her bed. As she stood there, at the door, I saw her bottom jaw hit the floor.

Then she started to grind her teeth, Caught red-handed: a knicker thief! Now, the girl whose room I was in, Was a well-built sort, threw the javelin.

And she didn't just do it for a bit of fun, She was the county's number one. With little effort she could knock me out, There really wasn't any doubt!

Slowly and calmly she closed the door, And prepared to knock me on the floor. As she approached to give me a slap, I thought: 'Oh God, Oh Christ, Oh Crap!'

There I was, wearing her bra, I admit I looked a bit bizarre. I cowered down upon her bed, Ready to be smacked in the head.

In desperation I said, "I'll explain," "I couldn't help it, you drive me insane." Suddenly her raised fist dropped, She slowed right down, then she stopped.

In the position I found myself in, I'd have to talk to save my skin. So I gave a grieving confession, I told her I had a knicker obsession!

And so to avoid such grievious pain, I took off her bra and began to explain: "Now please don't give me a thick ear, But you happen to have a very nice rear.

It really is a lovely sight, But I haven't been staring at it ALL night. I'll admit I had a few sneaky peeks, But that mini-skirt almost shows your cheeks!

and as it's white and a little see-through, Not many could ignore such a fine view! And as for that pink g-string, That should be illegal that thing!

Being perfectly rounded and perfectly sized, Your backside had me hypnotised. It didn't even take much beer, For me to notice your lovely rear!

I have to tell you love: you're blessed, As the night went on I grew obsessed! Then I realised I HAD gone too far, But, like a magnet, I was drawn to your bra!

Now there really was little doubt, The way you were dancing, they nearly popped out! It really is an amazing thing, How that material holds 'em in.

And that pinkish colour looks really good, It clearly does the job it should! I know how they can sometimes slide, And you girls have got your bits to hide.

So, staring at your bum and chest, You can tell, I got a bit obsessed! And as you moved across the dance-floor, I felt a pulling from your knicker drawer."

Now I know I hadn't done it quite right, But I'd kinda said she looked nice tonight! To save myself what really mattered, Was for her to feel somewhat flattered.

A minute went by, nothing was said, I took her knickers off my head. An ugly silence had got in the way, I didn't know quite what to say.

I clambered down from off her bed, And said the first thing that popped in my head: "Fancy a game of hiding seek?" "No I don't you bloody Freak!!"

Then she chucked a book at me, She suddenly seemed quite angry. "Get out of my room, Get out of my house! And give me my briefs, you dirty louse!

I want to know with who you came, And for starts you can give me your name!" "O.K. sure, I'm Alan Philpott, I came in with the Bracknell lot."

"Well, frankly Alan, you're an absolute shit, And I'm telling everyone you're a perving git! I know your twisted little game, I'll make sure everyone knows your name!

That way all the girls will make sure, You don't get your hands in their knicker drawer!" Not waiting to stay and be insulted, I jumped out of the window, and quickly bolted.

I wasn't going to wait around, To have my head smashed on the ground! I ran away at terrific pace, Not letting anyone see my face.

My mates woulda been in for a shock, And I'd have been a laughing stock. The girls would all have given me stick, They'd call me pervy, weird and sick!

That reputation could really hurt, To have your name thought of as dirt. To be seen as a pervert would be a real shame, I WOULDN'T have that slur on my name,

If my names not Alan Philpott, Which, of course, it's bloody not!

In case we find ourselves starting to believe all the anti-American sentiment and negativity, we should remember England's Prime Minister Tony Blair's words during a recent interview. When asked by one of his Parliament members why he believes so much in America, he said: "A simple way to take measure of a country is to look at how many want in... And how many want out." Only two defining forces in history have ever offered to die for you:1. Jesus Christ 2. The American G. I.One died for your soul, the other for your freedom.

Music:

Black Sabbath, Blink-182, 3 Doors Down, A Day To Remember, The Kentucky Headhunters, Bad Company, Damn Yankees, Twisted Sister, Otep, Meat Loaf, Journey, George Thorogood & the Desroyers, Scorpions, Youth Brigade, Sixer, Rancid, Sugarcult
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Television:

Music Video: CLOUD'S NIGHTMARE (by Game Trailers)

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