I could tell ya what I want....what I really, really want (And it's not to zing a zing, Ah). I could tell you that when I think about you I touch myself (but that would be too forward and too weird). I could also tell you that you shall not pass (but I only do that when playing online shooters. I mean...come on...You Shall Not Pass!...That just rings bad azz smack talk right there). So what should I tell ya? Hmmmmm. Well, let's start slow (Hey! Hands off my keyboard. I am not that kind of guy. And don't even tell me how you love how I stroke those keys. I see through you).

First of all, let's get something out there. I am nice. I am a guy. Doesn't mean I am a "nice guy". I have my a-hole moments. I just tame those moments by putting my hands over my ears and screaming, "Lalalalalalalalala...I can't hear you". Hey! It's effective. I daydream while driving, while listening to a boring speech, while sitting in meetings that I just love so darn much. I still eat Frosted Flakes, love old cartoons (Kids today just don't know what they're missing) and love vintage video games. I do like chick flicks (Disclaimer: Goofball 73 can not be held to the views or opinions expressed by the person typing this right now as this person may be under the influence of NyQuil or some love potion drug). Ok...so I love movies. I can quote a ton of my favs and will do so at random times. Yeah...I am random. Things can be quiet and we could be at like some Opera and I will stand and shout, "This Is Sparta"! Come on. It's so not normal and fun.

What else? Hmmmmm. Ok, just to put this out there....I do fart. I just do it in the midst of a group of people so I can blame one of them. I call it strategic farting. I should so have been a military strategist don't cha think? I love pizza, diet coke, good beer, and lots of other things that most of you like.

So in conclusion.....To Infinity....And Beyond! And have a nice day peeps. Word!