Despite the fact that I'd take a bullet for almost anyone here, 98% of the CS.com population hates me. I have very, very bad luck. If you're ever curious, I'll send down a bucket. Drop in the shell of a great-grandfather snail and I'll tell you.
Hmm. I am the lorax. I speak for the trees.
- Birthday
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April 17
- Location
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Minnesota
- Occupation
- Phonebooth Hobo.
- How did you hear about CornSnakes.com?
- Google
You know you're in America when your biggest fear is peanut butter.
It sucks being my age. When I'm being kicked in the ribs, I'm a man. When I'm doing the kicking, I'm a boy. I guess it's easier to kick a man and be kicked by a boy.