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A Little About Yours Truly

Hey what up people. Joey, AKA McToasty here. there's a lot about me to know. but if i told you, I'd have to kill you. Aaah, what the hell, I'll probably wind up killing u anyway, so I'll just tell u a bit about myself. I'm a 6 foot 3, 15 year old musician, with many talents and knowledge of the romantic arts. But don't expect to be friends with me if you mind getting socked in the arm all the time. I may be a gentleman, but I sure LOVE to fight! The joy of feeling bones crunch against your knuckles just feels SOOOOOOOOOOOO GOOD! And i don't mind a few cuts and bruises. Because that's all i usually get! Haha! Well, other than my lust to inflict pain and hear cries of agony, I also like to hang out with friends at unusual areas and such. You can probably call me a Mall Rat, since you will probably see me in a mall annoying the locals or drinking 40 cups of coffee in the food court while wearing a fadora. Heheheh. Well I hope you bastards get to know yours truly, McToasty, the crazy son of a b***h you see break dancing in the street with a purple bear costume on!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!


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JJ_Engaged_to_Annalissa Report | 04/30/2013 9:34 pm
cool avi
Prism Rhythm Report | 05/15/2012 8:24 pm
Prism Rhythm
Thank you for buying smile Also supporting me smile Thanks for helping gaia_kittenstar
dis-chic-bad1 Report | 03/16/2011 11:00 am
HAPPY B-DAY BUD!!!!! smile
Toast Museum Report | 10/02/2010 2:44 pm
Toast Museum
How ******** long has it been? D=
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Thanks For Buying!

ktdevil Report | 10/02/2010 9:51 am
havent talk to u for a long time do u remember meh?..............
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neojasnee Report | 04/04/2010 10:30 am
same here
neojasnee Report | 03/17/2010 4:08 pm
happy late b-day and happy st. particks day
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A Sling Shot Isn't A weapon? Well Why don't you define the word weapon for me While This Plastic baby Smashes into your temple at 180 Miles per hour!!!

Handsome Devil, Aren't Ya?

Sometimes I think I'm gonna drown
Cause everyone around's so hollow
I'm alone
Sometimes I think I'm going down
But no one makes a sound
They follow
And I'm alone
Yeah if I make it I'd be amazed
Just to find tomorrow
One more day and I'd be amazed
Just to see it waiting
And if I make it I'm still alone
No more hope for better days
But if I could change
Then I'd really be amazed
And when you know you can't relate
To one more shiny face
Your heart breaks
No one cares
And when you know you can't go on
Cause everything is wrong
Your heart breaks
But no one's there

Lo! 'tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years.
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre to see
A play of hopes and fears
While the orchestra breathes fitfully
The music of the spheres.

Mimes, in the form of God on high,
Mutter and mumble low,
And hither and thither fly;
Mere puppets they, who come and go
At bidding of vast formless things
That shift the scenery to and fro,
Flapping from out their condor wings
Invisible Woe.

That motley drama--oh, be sure
It shall not be forgot!
With its Phantom chased for evermore
By a crowd that seize it not,
Through a circle that ever returneth in
To the self-same spot;
And much of Madness, and more of Sin,
And Horror the soul of the plot.

But see amid the mimic rout
A crawling shape intrude:
A blood-red thing that writhes from out
The scenic solitude!
It writhes--it writhes!--with mortal pangs
The mimes become its food,
And seraphs sob at vermin fangs
In human gore imbued.

Out--out are the lights--out all!
And over each quivering form
The curtain, a funeral pall,
Comes down with the rush of a storm,
While the angels, all pallid and wan,
Uprising, unveiling, affirm
That the play is the tragedy, ``Man,''
And the hero, the Conqueror Worm.

NO! NO NO NO!!! They Are REPTILES!!!