DISCLAIMER:
If you want to be My friend, know that I get off on making people cry. Carry on.
Also, for those of you messaging Me, bitching about what I did with your girlfriend/sister/mother; she came on to Me, dude. Talk to her.
I drink heavily and as often as possible. Jack Daniels is My God, and should be yours as well. I worship him in all ways possible.
Returned from Iraq November 2008, and left the Army January 2010. I've gotten fat since then. Which, is very amusing to me, and possibly an issue of concern to friends (though it should be just as amusing to them too). I drank entirely too much beer and ate far too much fast food for the first three or four months back in the States; which pretty much ruled. Unfortunately, my body suffered for it. I'll fix that, eventually. Until then, I'll continue dating *****s who drink as much as I do and are just too drunk to figure out what exactly they're having s*x with at the time.
Also, the proud 'parent' of My fashionably fluffy cat; Ashes.
Life is Metal - Keep it f**king brutal!
