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"I am Anigo Montoya, you killed my father, Prepare to die!" Good one Buttercup! I thought I'd rate as Wesley or Fezzick to be honest, I just got through reading a book called " Aztec blood" I guess the whole Spanish thing stuck. Things are doing better. This thursday I turn twenty-eig---two, I look forward to going to work, and coming home. I think I'll celebrate my existance by buying Turok evolution and digitally execute nasty things. I'm at a loss, the whole birthday thing. I swear internally I'm getting younger. As a kid I always acted old for my age, way too mature- didn't enjoy my youth at all. I think I put in a ziplock bag and took it out at tweny-fi--two and really started using it. Except now I annoy all those who spent theirs already. Yup, at twenty--two, I still occasionaly( I get paid every two weeks) buy toys, vidio games, and other non-mature items. Thus insuring my genes never make it into the worlds collective pool,unless I'm someday blessed enough to find a woman with a youthful soul. Maybe I'll just capture one of those thirty year old chicks who dress up like sailor moon at the comic conventions. " Now to me my pret--WHAT! you-you- you're a dude??!!! Ack! I feel unclean! AAARRGGH! Sailor moons a guy!! You're frickin Popeye, not sailor moon!" Nah, best not try it. I don't need the scars.