I can show you how to do-si-do. I can show you how to scratch a record. I can take apart the remote control, and I can almost put it back together. I can tie a knot in a cherry stem. I can tell you about Leif Ericson. I know all the words to "De Colores" and "I'm Proud to be an American." Me and my friend saw a platypus. Me and my friend made a comic book. And guess how long it took? I can do anything that I want.
Also, it has recently come to my attention that I have prominent wrist bones that, upon touching, implant in your mind the desire to snap my wrists. Please don't snap my wrists.
Books. I love books. I have a bad habit of buying beat up, old books, just because the thought of where they've been and the things they've seen astounds me. And the smell, of course. As for reading, I'm mostly in the non-fiction crowd. I love reading biographies, then autobiographies, just to see the difference between the biographer(s) and the actual mind and thoughts of the person they are so knowledgeable of. I have a serious, serious thing for Hitler related writings. Probably borderline unhealthy.
Movies? Whatever, I have narcolepsy and fall asleep during most of them anyway. But Cry Baby will always have a place in my heart. One day I will be Queen of the Jukebox Jamboree.
Shows. This is where my head explo-
*bow ties (they're cool)
*Capri Sun drawer
Oh, that was more than six? Call the cops, I don't give a fuck.
After that, hangin out with my best friend in the ghetto while she works so she's not lonely. Yes, I'm that nice. And no, she's not a prostitute.
I was gonna share about the time I was raped in the ass by a dude raging on meth, but I felt like that might be a little too private so I deleted it. Wait.........
Okcupid told me that there are no more questions for me to answer....
I answered all of the questions on Okcupid....
All of the questions....
All of them.
Or if you want a relationship like this:
Just copy and paste it, you lazy bastard.