All Things Chill

I’m the guy who puts the milkshake behind your rear tire… the guy who waits for the person behind him to push him through the revolving door… the guy who secretly hopes that the train doors with close right in front of your face as you run down the escalator… the guy who will reset your odometer when you’re not looking… the guy who orders the dish that takes the longest to make in a restuarant… the guy who would find your cell phone and return it, after he sent dirty txt messages to random people on your phonebook… the guy who will watch you throw away your food tray and not say anything about the unopened brownie that you just wasted… the guy who will rev his engine at a red light so you’ll speed off and get pulled over by the police car down the street… the guy who will turn on the winshield fluid if you’re tailgaiting… the guy who won’t answer the door if he doesn’t feel like it… the guy who will only eat the chicken legs at Hooters… the guy who only eats nachos with the clean “non-cheese-d” edges… the guy who’ll drink enough for one more sip so you’ll have to refill it next time… the guy who will eat your cheetos, cause they’re just there.

I’m also the guy who will blog about the 1% of his persona that you don’t know.

(The rest of the 99% smiles all the time and helps old ladies across the street on a regular basis)

Blogging = My stressball

~Spec

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