Anything with an organ grinder, synth, or sitar with female vocals that can only be described as "banshee-like;" primarily recorded in a small bathhouse in Calcutta, India.
Movies
Anything with Steven Segal, Dolph Lundgren, Sylvester Stallone, Wesley Snipes, Jason Statham, or Jean-Claude Van Damme in it that has an explosives budget of at least $400,000.
Television
Anything that involves a set of state-employed police officers fighting for truth, justice, and totally smokin' babes using an absolutely ridiculous set of tools that likely won't exist until the year 2045.
Books
Anything that tells me how to trim fat from my waistline in thirty days or less; or how to broil a quail carcass in the wilderness using only four sticks, three rocks, a fully functioning gas-powered oven, and a roll of half-used toilet paper.
Heroes
Anyone named "Clint" that expects to be taken seriously.
T. Walters's Details
Status:
Single
Orientation:
Straight
Hometown:
Plano, Texas
Body type:
5' 7" / Slim / Slender
Ethnicity:
White / Caucasian
Religion:
Atheist
Zodiac Sign:
Leo
Children:
I don't want kids
Education:
High school
Occupation:
Underwater basket weaver.
T. Walters's Schools
Boulder Creek High School
Anthem,Arizona
Graduated: N/A
Student status: Alumni
Clubs: /bc/, Newspaper, Young Democrats, American Atheists
2005 to 2008
Frisco H S
Frisco, TX
Graduated: N/A
Student status: Alumni
2004 to 2005
T. Walters's Companies
KB Toys Anthem, Arizona US Super happy holiday worker!
October 2006 to December 2006
Nike Anthem, Arizona US Working drone
May 2007 to October 2007
Sweetheart Donuts Anthem, Arizona US Donut maker; shitbucket
September 2008
Blockbuster Anthem, Arizona US Person that reccomends movies without you asking
November 2008 to present
T. Walters is a zombie from Mozambique. Posted at 5:16 PM Nov 17 from Mobile view more
My name is Ty Walters and I don't even know anymore.
Remember that scene at the ending of the film adaptation of Judge Dredd where Judge Dredd completely macks on Judge Hershey, despite the fact that Judges are forbidden to become romantically involved with one another? If you took that scene and started playing "You Don't Know What You Got ('Till It's Gone)" by the always amazing glam rock band Cinderella (off of their best album, 1988's Long Cold Winter) in the background as his motorcycle explodes and kills him, Hershey and all of the cheering bystanders nearby, it would be almost as awesome as I am. Almost.
Oh, and my bottom teeth are beginning to look like John Cusack's, and I'm not sure why.
It's 1:11 am in the morning, and Dylan and I are calling eachother from the other room on our cellphones to recite FMLs back and forth, because I'm too lazy to put pants on and he refuses to get up from watching t.v. Ironic?
If you and I were actually siblings like everyone accuses us of being, this would be us: Anddd this one: And this is what would happen to me if I finally stopped being stubborn, and actually gave in to taking any sort of medication:
I'm going to college in Grand Rapids. Furthermore, I'll be needing a roommate. Seeing as this is all happening in about a year and a half, make sure you keep your sweet ass planted firm in that area.
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