Night Rider II...

So, It's like 1:00 in the morning, and I just got into Richmond. I'm hungry, so I take the salad I brought with me upstairs, and start clicking things at random on my computer screening looking for something to entertain me. I end up at a site called quizfarm cuz it was linked in a friend's AIM profile. So, through it I determined that I am apparently attracted to cleavage, cute ( seriously, is there a sign I can't see? it always seems to be cute or sweet. If I'm what passes for sweet these days, sweet doesn't mean what it used to mean. Recognize, I'm a thug biyatch), qualified to be a bunch of random girl's boyfriend, and would possibly make the perfect boyfriend at that (... I'm sorry, I'm not really a thug, I was just trying to impress you). I have to be honest, I think their methods are less than scientific, I'm skeptical.



MOOD
disappointed: (that I'm not really a thug.)