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06/20/2003
who wants to know?
I don't want that to change anytime soon. I'm happy being me, and if I could be more of me, I'd do it in a second. But in a once-in-a-Halley's-Comet turn of arrogant generosity, I have decided to field your questions regarding my favorite topic—me. Is there something you've been just itchin' to know about me ... physically, philosophically, spiritually, or financially? Something you'd only be bold enough to ask from behind the safety of your gay little keyboard? I will, naturally, only answer questions that intrigue and/or amuse me. I may answer them one at a time as part of this diary and then one day, after I've had my fill, compile them into a FAQsheet for the site. Let the interrogation begin...
The Lord A'mighty, bless his giant, sofa-sized cock, knows how much I love interacting with the great, dirt-under-their-toenails masses. As I scan this site, it's incomprehensible to me ... yea, my brethren, even to ME ME ME ... how much of it consists of my words, written by me and all about me.