So this one time, there was a dude named "Chivalry" right? Great man. He lead a long and fulfilling life, right up until sometime around 1975 when he got stabbed like 87 times, cut up into little pieces, and spread around the local park for pigeons to eat. I hear the asshole that did it got out on good behavior too. Watch out for him, a little guy named "Vast Majority." aside from just being a total jerk, he'll screw anything that walks, he's got full blown aids, Hep C, and some scorching explosive diarrhea. Where I come from, we call that "the works." My life rules. I have incredible friends and family, and I'm having a blast. Currently balancing school, work, and my alcoholism. I'm a normal guy that happens to like other normal guys. By that I mean the only really gay thing about me is the fact that I like guys, and I like that in other guys. I'm not looking for hookups or anything, but if anyone is up for some good old fashioned conversation, I'm totally not above using the internet to get a date. heh heh...