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.
Monday, December 18, 2006
i could always self-medicate (haiku)
a shit-storm within my own private pandemic such a cry-baby
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