Wheaty

For me, an onion.

I'm not. When I was a kid, I wanted to take over my dad's wheat farm and live a good life of hard work.

But no, I ended up being a biker and doing odd jobs, not to mention, didn't really turn out looking like I wanted to.

There are many things that I regret, but right now it's probably being a hippie. 1969, I wanted to follow the crowd; got really into drugs and what not, and not to mention, the awful music. I know young people are getting into these days, but when you heard those things over and over again, you just get sick of them. Got tired of being a hippie (as you can tell), and changed myself.

People always seem to be moving forward; when I really think people just need to stop and enjoy where they are at for a little while.

Name: Wheaty is my nickname. I grew up on a wheat farm, and took over it for a while, too. Unfortunately, my brother decided to kick me off of the throne, and i've kind of just roamed around since.

Picture: Even though i'm old, i'm still young at heart. That about sums it up, really.

*takes off his shirt and dances*

I'M BEING ADORABLE, AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!

I have cake, balloons, and party hats

An assortment of beverages and tasty snacks

Cause i'm throwing a party, but no one is invited

Except for me, and i'm very excited

To party by myself, I party by myself

Party by myself, with nobody else

Party by myself, party by myself

Party by myself, with nobody else

My parties are the best, because I am the only guest

And hanging out is never fun, when you're with a group that's more than 1

You wish you could come, but you cannot

I'm here alone, and I like it allot.

The fun times will never end, because I am my only friend

I party by myself, party by myself

Party by myself, with nobody else

I got a tiny mullet (it's really small!)

I got a tiny mullet (it's not big at all!)

But everyday, it get's a little bit longer; pretty soon, it will be much stronger.

I wish I was MacGyver

I wish I was MacGyver

But, i'm just a Ford truck driver

I'm rocking the 10-90

10% front and 90% behind

They call it hockey hair, when it's ferocious (rawr)

Like a grizzly bear

You better watch out because it will attack

Business in the front, party in the back

And even though it's real short, it's still a Canadian passport.

I wish I was MacGyver

I wish I was MacGyver

But, i'm just a ford truck driver.

Except for lesbians. Lesbians are nice.

Jiz

I Jiz right on yo belly

Ooh

Jiz

My Jiz is real smelly

Ooh

[and repeat]

Fighting all the enenies of evil, shirtless and unrealistically muscular, to defend this beautiful world.

I'm Krillin... That means I lose all the time ):

Mine would be I'm Sexy And I Know It

"Oh yeah, gurl"

"oh yes!"

Oh YEAH, gurl!"

"Mmmmmm"

"Oh yes, it feels so good around my d***, GURL!...Plllt"

"Oh baby, you so nasty"

"I know, right"

"Mmm, I love big d***s in me"

"Oh yeah, me too... wait, no..."

Someone's got to be pulling my pubes on this one.

Ooohohohoho...

You and me

Are going to be

The best

of friends

We can Skype with my internet girlfriend in Korea

and listen to Skrillex

and watch My Little Pony

and...

Like, the toys that lesbians use are shaped like man parts. What the toilet biscuits? It makes no sense. I think they just want to make us all hot and bothered and then just not put out.

I'm beautiful!

*sigh* as usual, high school for me.

We had to do "relaxation exercises" in one class, and this meant you had to have a partner. I didn't know anyone, so I just sat there during the whole "find a partner" deal. I kind of wish I hadn't, since I got stuck with a girl because of that.

Massaging each other... I hated it and loved it. Loved it because it was with a girl, but hated it because it was so hard trying to not get excited. Then finally a couple days until the last day, I couldn't fight myself. Got sent to the office and you can imagine it went downhill from there...

I hate myself.

The class that I remember hating the most was Drama.

I'm not a dramatic person, and I just wasn't good at acting any of the roles assigned to me. Not to mention, that class had far too many notes and work for what the hell it was.

It's Drama, not English; why the hell am I writing a 2 page essay?

I work at a biorefinery.

My job is alright, I guess. Could be worse.