|Special Powers:||Ability to create and destroy entire worlds within the confines of my psyche; ability to compress and manipulate pockets of air to such a degree that I create seemingly invisible "wind razords" which I use to slash and rend my enemies; posessor of the almighty MANBOOBS OF DARK FURY, which allow me to lull any being into a stupor by means of sexual hypnotism.|
|Favorite Movie:||Edward Scissorhands|
|Favorite Pastime:||Playing in SLITSTITCH.|
|Note:||Although I happen to be monster myself, I have taken a secret vow to hunt down and slaughter my own kind; only that way can I be truly unique. However, since I still AM a monster, I might have the sudden urge to bite you. Don't blame me - just because I'm doing my part to obliterate the monster community from the inside out, it doesn't put me in a higher moral standing! HAHAHA!!!|
|Last Online||06/19/2007 02:33:25|
I'm friggin' pissed!
Someone ate my last half gallon of vanilla bean ice cream that I had in the sub-zero walk-in freezer. It was clearly labeled "TINY WIGHT's VANILLA BEAN ICE CREAM, ASSHOLE. NO TOUCHY."
I just got back from the grocery store with all these sundae fixin's and now I'm standing here with MUD on my face. Whoever took that ice cream, I swear to you "I will punch your fucking lights out".