Not much to say...

I try to return all rates, but sometimes they get away from me. I apologize in advance if I miss you. Sh*t happens. I try to rate pics of you... not your gun, not your fish, not your favorite shoes... YOU! I try to rate pics of humans rather than funny stuff if I'm pressed for time. But, as you can tell from my pics, I do like the fun stuff too. Don't get your balls in a bunch because I didn't rate 1000 pics of your front lawn... I try to rate when I have time, and that isn't always during happy hour... sorry, but you'll have to deal with 2 points instead of 4. I also do not downrate PURPOSELY. I'll skip a pic rather than downrate it. If I happen to rate your pic a 9, please don't notify your Fu-posse to fu-threaten me in my Shout Box. It was an accident, an oversight. Please find a better way to channel that energy... maybe as a test subject at a lab somewhere? I don't really go to the 'birthday' page. Not sure why... I've tried to keep up and send gifts, but it was too crazy, so I don't. Get over it. Don't come whining to me that I missed your birthday. I'm sure your birthday was no less "Happy" because I didn't send you an imaginary beer using imaginary money. You just got older... act like it. I try and send rounds of drinks daily to my friends, fans, and newbies. No, I am not trying to get you drunk so I can have my way with you. I'm trying to be nice. I bet I could have my way with you by asking... I really doubt that a fake drink or 2 would be what it would take to seal the deal. I like the secret admirer game... but, it is just a game. Just because we match does not mean I want to move into your cabin in the backwoods of Montana and pop out a dozen of your kids while I watch you drink, spit, and stud horses. I don't speak Ebonics, Gangsta, Juggalo, or any other street-based language. English is not preferred, it's required. Pretend you're back in school... spelling and grammar count! Remember, capitalization is the difference between helping your Uncle Jack off a horse, and helping your uncle jack off a horse... and grammar is the difference between knowing your shit and knowing you're shit. Finally, I am not your ticket to citizenship. Life sucks in your country? Sorry... you can apply for a visa to come here and get a job and study our language and culture. Earn your citizenship, the way it should be...

I don't have a webcam, so please don't ask me to cam. I'm also not interested in your NSFW pictures. If I wanted to stare at cocks all day, I'd take a day trip to a chicken farm. I don't have any pics of me naked... so don't ask. I figure if it was my destiny to be viewed buck naked by the entire world, Hugh Hefner would have called by now. I don't give out my instant message IDs to just anyone, that information is earned through trust and respect. I am fully confident that you can annoy me on here just fine... there's no need to take it into another forum. If you want to chat, fine... but don't just hit me up when you're horny. I have a family and, surprisingly enough, your hard on isn't a priority to me. If that's all you want to talk about, chat with someone else. I don't mean to sound like a bitch, because I am really not, but it's getting irritating to have someone shout at me and as soon as I tell 'em I'm not horny, they're gone... time is precious, so let's not waste each other's! I try to avoid the drama, but for some reason, it finds me. I have a very firm grasp on the whole real/internet life barrier... and my real life will always be priority. I'm sorry if I don't fall into a deep depression because you fu-flirted with someone else. Oh... and don't f*ck with me... I'm not in the mood... ever!

OK.. so maybe I did have a lot to say. But, it's not like anyone reads these anyway...