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Hiking, rock-climbing, snowboarding, peaches, mountain biking, acting, stand-up comedy, other cultures, cinema, friends, music, food, excercise, success, progress, old people, animals, thrills, Vegas, travel, writing, camping, humor, sight-seeing, friends, family, kids, etc.. Oh and Latin weddings; they're so damn festive!
Music
Rock of all kinds except TRL poppy punk stuff, rap-older the better, "old" country like Marty Robbins, Johnny Cash, Latin music, 80's, hair-metal, classical, 20's music, 30's music, anything else but techno and trance. STONE TEMPLE PILOTS are my all-time favorite. The Killers, Chili Peppers, Soundgarden, Audioslave, Tupac, Megadeth, Busta Rhyme, and so on and so forth..
Movies
I like millions of movies, big comedy buff, Three Amigos, Wedding Crashers, Zoolander, Anchor Man, Training Day, City of God, Snatch, COMMANDO, tons...
Television
I don't catch much these days, but I love The Shield, Conan O' Brien, The Simpsons, South Park, Reno 911, Chappelle's Show, and happy to admit the OC. I'll always love the Fresh Prince of Bel Air.
Books
The Count of Monte Cristo, Atlas Shrugged, The Fountainhead, John Grisham, Dostoyevsky, C.S. Lewis, etc..
Heroes
Jesus, Dale Murphy, Jim Carrey, Mark Cuban, John Stockton, Bruce Lee. The Macho Man Savage, He-Man, Mr. T, Indiana Jones (fictional but still awesome) AND the guy that invented churros. .... width="425" height="350">......> .. width="425" height="350">......>

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About me:

I grew up wild in the Arizona deserts, raised by a pack of Javelina Boars. They were sweet and loving, but they smelled like moose love and burnt sasquatch hair. At the age of nine, I wandered into a human campground, where they fed me something called "bacon." It was crispy and had a flavor far more sumptuous than the grass and brush I had been grazing on theretofore. Within 2 weeks, I had eaten my entire pig family. Alone, I had to find a place in human society, where I could "work" for something called "money" and buy more of this "bacon." So here I am, writing on the "internet." That's about it. Oh, and If I could kill people with kindness, I'd bake fresh cinnamon buns for white guys with corn-rows. I also don't care for flakey people. If you are one, jump in a big cereal bowl with the other flakes and pour milk on yourself and let Reuben Studdard eat you. Peace out! ..