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Mattafact

I smell new shoes!

About Me

I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas, I manage time efficiently.
Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.
I woo women with my sensuous and godlike trombone playing, I can pilot race cars of all types with unflagging speed, and I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru.
Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries. When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge.
I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail. I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me.
I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening. I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair.
While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a mouli and a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.
No rompas mi corazón - Caballo Dorado
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0yy66dZU-CQ

The most amazing thing I have EVER seen. God bless Mexicans.

My Interests

Chess, Wheat Thins, GI Joe, Drew, Kelly Mae, Obsolete Macs, Pop Tarts, MS Office, Nude Interpretive Dance, Unitards, The GOP, God, Gephyrophobia, Leaning like a cholo, etc.

I'd like to meet:

Your mom.
The coolest video ever made.

Music:

Los Tigres del Norte

Emo music is characterized by its mediocore riffs and border-line homosexual lyrics. Most Emo bands follow a pack mentality, with the most depressed basketcase holding the position of "alpha-fruit". The main fans of Emo music are either obese girls or teenage boys who never finished puberty. Listening to Emo music is thought to cause, among other things, an increase in the risk of lung cancer and watching the Real World. Emo lyrics are so simple, any teenage virgin can write them. All they consist of is continuous complaining about some girl you went out with for a week and the occasional distorted scream. Listening to excessive amounts of Emo Music can cause even the most masculine/macho testosterone-filled person to grow a vagina.

Movies:

Adventures of Ford Fairlane:
"We're from Wisconsin"
"I'm from my dad's penis, get the fuck outta here."

Television:

Cop Rock, Prison Break, Boondocks.

Books:

1811 Encylopedia Brittanica; The Holy Bible (John 8:3-11); Atlas Shrugged; Fountain Head; Anthem; We The Living; Legacy, Paying the Price for the Clinton Years; Our Oldest Enemy, America's Long and Disastrous Relationship with the French; The Dictionary; Pro Tools for Dummies, Boeing Vs. Airbus; Connections by James Burke.

Heroes:

Ronald Reagan.

My Blog

America

Only in America......can a pizza get to your house faster than an ambulance. Only in America......are there handicap parking places in front of a skating rink. Only in America.....do we use ans...
Posted by Mattafact on Wed, 24 Aug 2005 06:59:00 PST

I love my country.

"Men, this stuff that some sources sling around about America wanting out of this war, not wanting to fight, is a crock of bullshit. Americans love to fight, traditionally. All real Americans love the...
Posted by Mattafact on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Warped Tour

I leave for the Vans Warped Tour on Tuesday with my band, The Erks.  I'll be gone for a couple months, so I'm leaving my profile in charge of Scott Kelly, so send the hate mail to him.  What...
Posted by Mattafact on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Empire Movement

I produce a talented but lazy hip hop group called the Empire Movement but I think they have competition from this kid....
Posted by Mattafact on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

NKOTB

Is it wierd that I still have all their posters and dolls in my room and the NKOTB signature series Kareoke machine?
Posted by Mattafact on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

John Kerry

That guy can suck it. He ate shit snowboarding and cussed out his secret service agent. That poor agent not only has to take a bullet if need be but has to freeze his ass off following that walking ...
Posted by Mattafact on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Emo

This is where I'm supposed to whine about all my problems and how life has dealt me ills. Well guess what, stop being a little sissy, put your purse down and cowboy up. Deal with it.
Posted by Mattafact on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST