I have an aptitude for ineptitude.
22 years young
Current KFC chicken boy/retail clothes worker
Simpsons nerd, couch potato, infinite loser.
Call me whatever you please
You should talk to me. I'm just like you, only slightly more twisted, and infinitely more immature.
When all the laughter dies
We'll see nothingness and realise.
But does it matter then when all the laughter dies?