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I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions--no more, no less. Ask me anything you want. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy, and paste this, allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.
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I just wanted to take a few minutes to let everyone know that I, Mat ______, am The Shit. There is no proof or reasons, I am just technically The Shit.
In Music News:
I am currently trying to write a piano piece. I play piano like a fuckin child, but I'm trying... and you're not, so grow up, get a job, give up the dream, and bow down Bitches. Besides that I am just trying to turn these turds I loosely call "songs" into fuckin 60 karat diamonds.... BLING BLANG BLUNG!!!!
Personal Threats:
Zia ~ You've ignored me for far too long.... watch the bushes Baby.
Joshio ~ The test came back... we're positive Man... I guess I'll get you that ring now... my bad about the whole clap thing... and the ass-crabs.... and those warts were uncalled for as well... sincerely, I'm sorry.
Ramona ~ I got a kilbasa, some mayo, 2 expired rubbers, a hot-pink cowboy hat (with matching chaps), some Wal-Mart crotchless man-thongs, 6 hours to kill, and a good buzz...... call me.
Julia ~ You sexy piece of ghetto-ass.... where are you? I'll kill you Bitch. ("Kill" is Jewish for "Make sweet monkey love")