"We got a bunch of hot chicks gettin' live with us
And at the end of the night, they're gettin' Wild with us"
- Puff Daddy
Note: if you are one of those losers who stumbled onto my page after hours of looking for celebrities' faces pasted on naked bodies or instructions on how you can build a bomb out of household ingredients so that you can blow something up, you will not find any of that crap on my page. I may have wasted countless hours building this page, but I'm not the one looking for stuff mentioned above. if that's what you're looking for, then you will find it all here
Now for all the normal people: now that I've got that over with, welcome to my page. I'm glad you still manage to make it through the load time so far...thanks and congratulations. I hope you enjoyed your bathroom break. Anyways, welcome again to my newly designed, glamourously styled 1999 version of my home page. At first sight, it may look like a second amateur attempt at an internet web site (which it actually is, anyway), but with further insight, it becomes a product of ingenious conception, resulting in dramatizations of the thrill of victory, the agony of defeat, and Melrose Place-esque...drama.
somehow, I've received the impression that there are too many pages on this website dedicated to me. and while I resent all those comments about me being self-centered (I think I've received about 2), I've decided to ignore all the destructive criticism and start designing web pages dedicated to other people. so, here are my little tributes to a starship trooper, a sampling-happy rap artist, an cross-dressing basketball star, and a sports car:
