This Random about me thing

Accent – None. I’ve always been told that my “accent” is very neutral. That is except for by some of the women here in Southern Ga. I get the whole “Where you from?” (said as country and ignantly as possible) a whole lot.


I Don't Drink – Wine and Yager


Chore I Hate – Dishes…..and the dishwasher in my apt is old and shitty. I’m not confident in its abilities to clean so I’m left to washing by hand and it sucks.



Pets – Killa Keysha…..that bitch(female dog) is crazy



Essential Electronic – My Laptop


Perfume/Cologne – Either On El or That Sean John Unforgivable (Yeah, the BULLY stays smelling fresh)



Gold or silver – Gold



Insomnia – Not an issue. I just don’t go to bed early enough


Job Title – Project Engineer and Product Line Engineer (I told yall they got me doing a whole other position. The first one is my Mech. Eng. Position and the other is a bitch ass Industrial Eng. position)


Most Admired Trait – I don’t know. I’d guess it would be my loyalty.


Physically: My overall size is what dominates. I don't get much on specific parts....unless I'm in shape. When I'm in shape chicks dig my chest.



Kids – I guess Killa Keysha counts…..ol’ crazy bitch



Religion –Baptist but I've thought about the whole non-denominational thing (I believe in God , Jesus, and the Holy Ghost ‘nem…..I just don’t think it really matters what you call them)



Siblings – A little Sis.



Time I wake up – Around 6:30



Unusual talent/skill – I think I have some sort of thing with my nerves....sometimes injuries that are supposed to hurt really bad don't hurt me at all. (When I tore my ACL that shit didn't hurt at all) And then sometimes I am just too stupid to let pain stop me (Like the time I fell and got a got a second degree sprained ankle, but kept on running daily for like 3 weeks.....I would just run till it numbed up, but then it stopped numbing up.)



Vegetable I refuse to eat – Beets. Them things are gross.


Worst habit – Being to nice to females (read being a bitch ass) …especially the ones I like



X-rays – teeth, leg and ankle, knee (MRI)

My favorite meal – Blackened Catfish Opelousa from Pappadeaux

Appetizer: Seared tuna or Bang Bang Shrimp from Bonefish

Entree: A good ass steak cooked between Medium Rare and Medium (little closer to the medium side) and I want it texas style with that scoop of butter sittin on it and a big ol’ loaded baked potato (I’m talkin chives, bacon…real bacon not baco bits, sour cream, butter….all that) And some steamed veggies and maybe some French onion soup and a cold Sam Adams in a frosty mug.

I tag Xcentric Pryncess, Q, and J.

This is a public service announcement.

Ladies....do not get too comfortable with your dude and think it is ok to bring up the farting business first (this is in exception of the pussy fart.....aka The pussy talking to me...that shit makes me laugh). This especially goes for all the big fat gassy bitches.


So, yeah, broad already fat....ate like Outback Steak house was going out of business. Complained about being full as hell and STILL just had to find a fucking coldstone.

Ol' non body image concerned ass broad.

And then have the nerve to say shit like "Well if you lived up here you could push me to be in the gym and I would work out."

Bitch....I am not Cpt. Save a Ho nor am I Cpt. regain a ho's waistline.

Big belly having ass broad ate all that food and icecream and then got gas and then had the nerve to complain and be like "You mean I gotta get up and go to the bathroom everytime I needto fart?"

Hell yeah...

And I thought A.K.A.'s were the good little priss chicks. Not this one. Well she was like A.K.A.'s......the head was on point. Made a niggas toes curlz de fuckuhp (excuse my french).

Haaaaaa, and then , after she spat out all them throat babies, she had the gall to ask me what I thought about her coming down for a couple days. (Ol' girl must have gotten high off your boys nuttlings)

I had to give her a good quick "Nooooooooo.......that would not be a good idea."

And then I left her to sleep in the bed by herself. Your boy slept like a rock on that damn sofa bed. Now I didn't do that shit to be mean or nothing, but I just really really didn't feel like going out of my fuckin way to make her feel good. I can't sleep with someone in my bed that I don't know. I used to just deal with it and be tired as shit the next day, but broads don't get the priveledge anymore. I say fuck long sleepless nights and fuck your wanting me to lay next to you.

The HSC......I like this chick. She has that Virgin Island blood in her(And we all know how the BULLY loves some Island girls). I mean like I know her pops is straight up VI, but I'm not sure about moms. I do know that she was born over there.
She is 5-2, slim chick. Big BIG boobages. nice dark brown skin and just a really really sweet girl. I don't know what it is about all these little girls that I have seeing come here lately. Usually them girls have been atleast round the 150-160 mark. These last 2-3 have been 120-130 mark. I mean them little chicks with thighs the size of my upper arm. The size 2 type chicks. Funny thing is my moms was a little slim chick when she was younger. When she got pregnant with me she was 5-5 125.

ANyway...your boy is still in Charlotte, N.C. the Queen's City. I'm poppin out tonight, hopefully I'll end up with another story to tell.

-Nuttayballs