For serious, my momma, a bit OCD/MPD/ADD/GAD/as well ass hooked one lesbionics, well, she sorta did thus to me, an when I finally DID muck inn sckool, wells, I sorta got booted from the arts department,... Only cause I was tyring to form a lil alliance twixt the sculpting dept. an teh roboticks dept. BUt she dint like what she saw, too much passion, she puttered that on ice reel quickness... an booted me. and such is lyfe. Putter round now, trying to keep afloat integers to inegral structural analysis, wherever and whatevr keeps me intuit... Also faierie into the freeflow of words ATT thymes.. ifn' ya couldn't tell, well, ya/...J.MB.(Unpapered/not-yet-paupered jack-ass off all trades/trax/trix/skools...
Let's here the cry aloud folkn'!!
SKOOL FER LYFE!!!!!
Who wants to be teh 40 y/o still keepin teh record length in kegstand times, the one who can outfunnel the frat pressy??? Me? Hmmm
*thinks aside to self and wonders if that click/send/submit/preview button is a good idea.....*
Maybe the trix toy fund teh wright unskool...
Hmmmmmm Need to find fone....
"There'll be no smoking in the gas chamber." - Jimi Hendrix