I have three beautiful sons that are lucky enough to look like their Mother. I spend all of my time with those little bastards.
I'm rated 18th in the World for Competitive Eating. It makes my Mom nervous, she thought I was going to be a Doctor.
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Black Thirteen
The locks have grown long He's waiting for the high priest To bring it all down
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