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OK here goes, I’m fat, ugly, lazy, dumb and can be a smart ass most of the time.
I have mental problems that the doctors have yet to figure out. I do not work, clean house or take out the trash, I fart, pick my noise, scratch my butt in public and do not care if anybody is looking when I do it. I eat like a pig, do not shower much and wear the same underwear for weeks on in.
I need a sugar momma that will take care of me.
I am looking for a woman who can bathe me on regular biases and change my underwear frequently. One that will put up with me and will pay for all my psych meds. She has to be a freak in bed because I like to get kinky.
If she can fart in public without getting embarrassed then she is my kind of women. If you are interested in a potentially risky and high maintenance relationship all you have to do is scroll down to the bottom of the page, write a subject, and write your message, then hit send. Simple HUH!

I am just kidding; here is something about me and what I am really about.

You will have the time of your life with me; we will do things together that make us happy. I go out of my way to see that the one I love is treated, as she is important. I am very compassionate, sincere, loving and caring. I have great respect for others that have respect for me. When the times get rough I will not run off and hide, I stick with them and get through it together. I know everyday will not be a pleasure cruise but I try to make the best of everyday so that at least it is enjoyable. People say I am hilarious; I make people laugh when they are feeling down. It brings me great pleasure to bring happiness to someone’s day. I love the outdoor activities like going to the beach, hiking in the mountains and camping in the woods. I like surfing, skating, rollerblading, water skiing and riding bikes. I like to go camping, boating, fishing, and sitting by bonfires with my friends. I like to ride horses with my friends and cook out on the grill when we are done so we can talking and laugh about the times we had riding. One-day three friends and I went riding one day and I always rode Gretchen (a quarter horses) she was my favorite horse. Well we went into the woods in these trails that we discovered on day so we decided to race through them. I was in the lead and we were going pretty fast jumping over logs, running through tight bushes and low branches. We come to this one area where the tree branches was low; my friend that was in the middle of us was caught between our horses so he couldn’t slow down plus the horse he was on followed my horse no matter what it did. I leaned down low and floored it; he was screaming at us to stop just a yelling and crying stop, but I kept going. Then all of a sudden when we turned the corner, there was a big log blocking the path so I jumped it but his horse did not, it stopped dead in its tracks throwing him off. Yeah we laughed our butts off at him; when we got back to my friends house we told the story to everybody, cooked out, drank some beer and had fun. The reason for the story is that I want someone that can have fun with me and have friends to share our good times. I want some that can laugh with me, at me, and someone I can laugh at too. I could go on telling you stories and all about me but that will take out all the fun in it. Therefore, to find out more just email me and I will be glad to share some stories with you and maybe get a few laughs out of them.

If you have made it this far, you have read about the good times. Now here is a story about my bad times. It was February, 17, 1997; I was at my girlfriend’s house spending some time with her. Around 5:00 pm., I received a phone call from my mother saying my brother was in an accident and was in the hospital. Of course I thought it was a car accident, so I was getting ready to go see him. That’s when I received a second phone call from my mother telling me my brother was dead. I was thinking to myself that was some kind of accident in order for him to die in it. So I asked her what kind of accident was he in and she said I don’t know they won’t tell me. I told her to calm down because she was hysterical at this point and I will be there as fast as I can. Well when I got to the hospital I found out that he was shot ten times. I was like how is that an accident, that sounds like murder to me. So I called the police station to find out what was going on, of course nobody wanted to tell me anything. Eventually I did find out the facts, and I asked them do they know who did it? The detective told me who it was and I asked him if he was arrested and he said no. I said why not he shot my brother! Go to find out the guy was a former police officer. He was the ex- husband of the girl my brother was dating; I was fuming mad now that they didn’t arrest him yet. So I called the state attorney’s office and raised hell with them till they arrested him. Time went on and we found out that she was pregnant with my brother’s child. It was really rough on me and my mother, going to trial all the time and having to hear the details and seeing the pictures of him. I won’t go into all the details of what happened because it is hard enough to sit here and write about it. But I will say this, when you lose someone that is close to you it takes time to heal all the wounds. It took me all this time just too finally talk about it so I can get some kind of closure. So my advice to you is to cherish every moment you have with the one’s you love because tomorrow could be the last you day you ever see them.

My is mother sick with cancer of the brain, and I take care of her at the moment, but I still find time to futher my education. No matter what happens in life; never let it stop you from your dreams.

If you cannot accept the fact that I have to take care of my mother then please do not write me.

I always wondered what it would be like to have everything. But is everything what I really want? I have asked myself that all my life; you have to ask yourself one question. What is everything and what does it mean to you? I come to realize that everything means nothing. Why do I say nothing? Well I always thought that fame, fortune, and materialistic things were everything. I soon came to realize that all those things mean nothing. You can have everything that you can ever imagine, but without true love and happiness you have nothing at all. I learned that you can lose everything you ever worked for even your career; it can be taking away from you at any time. But nobody can take away the love you have for someone, and that is true happiness. So with everything you have, ask yourself this, is it everything?