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Name: Dustin
Country: United States
State: Kansas
Metro: Wichita
Birthday: 8/16/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: Gaming, Doing cool stuff to and on Computers and Games, Lacrosse, gettin' DEE-RUNK, hangin' wit da AY-RABBS cuz dem sum coo niggas G!!! and overall havin' a good time.
Expertise: Flippin' burgers :P, Flat Tire repair, making stuff go BOOM, nothing big, just little things like mailboxes and such, Muahaha, jk, but seriously blowie uppie stuff is coo. I'm pretty smart, I just choose to act dumb sometimes, hell if Jessica Simposon can do it, why not me. Math is easy, Biology, Chemistry, Physics, Binary, HEX, Psychology, Writing, Reading, Spelling, there's some more easy stuff for ya.
Occupation: Cook Dude
Industry: Freddys Frozen Custard
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  wakebordnmasta
MSN: funkymanmunky@hotmail.com
AIM:  maztadizasta17
Member Since:
10/5/2005
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| Okay Mutha Fluffas, I don't really like xanga anymore. MySpace is better, go to www.myspace.com/c2theletus to see what I've been doing all this time. | | |
| whatup, not much happening here, just the usual, workin' at freddys, gettin crunk everyday after work now, I love my job, I love not having a girlfriend that hates me, I love not having to answer to a stupid BITCH when I make mistakes, I love my new life, ever since that stupid, hateful BITCH broke up with me, my life has been so much better, not having to care how SHE feels, or care if SHE had a bad day, dumb selfish BITCH, I hate anyone who hates me, especially selfish people who only care about themselves.
On a lighter note I am now really weighing going into the army or not, I have my GED now, and a good steady job, I might even help open a new store, and if I do, I'll be a supervisor, and for every store I help open, I get $25,000 extra for the year and 5% of the stores yearly income, not to bad huh. Oh and Party at my bosses casa, double keg, liquor bar, 5 bucks for all you can drink keg beer, don't have prices on the bar yet, but yeah I'll be updating the stats of the party daily now. Love, Peace, and hair grease, I'm out.
P.S. If you plan on partying, go up Rock, till you get to the light at Bradley Fair and Rockwood, left on Rockwood, go to Winstead, left there, then go up to Winstead Ct. lotsa cars, can't miss it. Oh yeah, May 27, 9 p.m. | | |
| Hey whatup, at Blakes now partying, trying to get Surphace burned to CD. !!!HAPPY FUCKIN' CINCO DE FUCKIN' MAYO!!! I'm really crunk right now, VERY HAPPY to have the friends I have, and miss the ones that aren't my friends at the moment. But life goes on, and if they will never forgive me, at least I apologized, I have never regreted anything more than what I had done with those old friends. I really am remorsefull for my actions, I betrayed alot of trust. Before I get to down, I might have a Management position, training noobs at the soon to come Freddys at 21st and Greenwich. I'm gaining trust again, and this time I won't betray it, I'm going to actually think before I say shit I don't mean. well goodnight now, I'm gonna pass out here in a sec, holla up at Freddys tomorrow, 6 to midnight. Peace Mandingas. | | |
| Had a very happy day, except for one little prick at work, who decided, being her stalker, to take pictures of Tracys ass without her permission, of course. Being that we were kinda, well, really tipsy, Kent, Jesus, and I, all went into the lobby,"Just what do you think you're doing with your phone there buddy", says I, and he said,"Texting", so already knowing the pictures were on it, Jesus( Hay-soos) grabs the phone and counts, not one or two or even three, but yes people, FOURTEEN!!! pictures of my friends ass, all of them when she was behind the counter working, taken from the table across the room, then Kent chimes in a big "BUSTED", from there, we "Gently Escorted" him from the building, where he proceeded to throw a punch at Jesus and call him a wetback, now Jesus, being that he barely speaks any english at all just kinda stared at me and Kent, as we were both like,"OH NO HE DIDN'T", so I told him what the fuckhead meant, from there, well you know. The guy barely made it into his car, and sped off, but he learned a lesson. Now I'm really bushed from a hard days work, so Imma hit the sack, hasta luego! | | |
| oh and Angel, about this right here that you wrote to Zack on the 10th:
"yeah I need to talk to you about your sticking your nose in your friends business and making him feel like crap..zack you don't know shit about shit...you don't know what I have gone through...and the reasons I do the things I do...you make it seem so fucking easy when it isn't...get over it ok...just leave your little comments to yourself buddy because you are not helping him your only making him feel worse and I hate to see that so please just let him fix himself you got mel so focus on that and not me and dustins problems because they're none of your concern...get it?...got it?...fucking hope so man.", thanks. I love Zack like my brother, but thats his biggest problem right there is making people feel like the victim, and feel like shit. Thank you for standing up for me when you shouldn't have, I did not deserve that loyalty from you, and I'm not fishing for compliments or comments or whatever you call 'em. Thanks for caring when you did, your influence is changing me, even if you never speak to me again. You helped me, and I shoved it in your face, and even if I never see you again, you'll know I'm sorry. | | |
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