I am a delightful product of alternative redneck culture. I was born and raised in WV and have since relocated to KY to pursue a career in the Culinary Arts.
Things I like:
Ppl on MySpace, who constantly switch their "top friend" of the opposite sex around, cause they think they are doing themselves a favor... when all you're doing is revealing to the world who you are currently fucking. This amuses me to no end.
chicken fried steak
spiders
craft beer
bacon
cheap beer with a high alcohol %
guns
the interweb
message boards
instant messaging
piddling in the morning
sleeping
self gratification
reading
writing... in rare moods
MMA
knives... kitchen knives mostly these days
Vernor's ginger ale
Jones Soda Co. FuFu Berry
real butter
bacon grease
sarcasm
red meat
wine... mostly reds, I especially don't care for dry whites
kitty cats
puppy dogs
creativity
tattoos that aren't retarded... yes, that means yours
funny ppl
funny situations
funny words... like heinous
Brazilian jiu jitsu
spring water
having clean fingernails
cannabis sativa
history... war or weapons related, plz
video games
pistachios
text games
boxing
cannabis indica
shoyeido incense... look them up and buy some, dunderhead
fresh herbs
basketball shorts
bourbon... the best thing about KY
cream cheese icing
satire
Things I dislike:
my cpu fan because it squeaks (not anymore... it's teh fucking awesome, ZOMFG!!!)
ppl that aren't funny
shaving
loud ppl that aren't funny, I really hate those
getting up in the morning
emo kids
emo adults
shitty food
bad service
waking up with a dry mouth
traffic
crackheads... god damn, I hate some crackheads
pennies... fucking worthless
nü metal
predatory ppl
spam... the kind on here, not the luncheon "loaf"
doing laundry
the protein factory behind my apt that smells "not good"
job seeking/putting in applications
liars
and most of all... I hate the motherfuckers, in my lab class, that try to adjust THEIR burner and when nothing happens, they leave the knob all the way up, turning the heat under MY rice pilaf to "high" and burning the bottom of it. You fucking suck. Suck. Not only do you suck at what you plan to do for a living, you also suck at life. I hope you fucking die of starvation... a fitting and deliciously ironic way for an incompetent cook to die for fucking up my pilaf.
There are my handles for Messenger programs:
BilldolfskiFUCK
ICQ: 204732690FUCK
Yahoo: billdolfskiFUCK
MSN: [email protected]
Try removing the word "FUCK" from them to make them work, but you already knew that... right?
