MySpace People...

...freakin crack me up. These people that request to be my friend and send me ridiculous emails saying how my page makes them laugh or how gorgeous I am, etc etc. Really people? Come on, its a gateway to the internet to look around at all the freaks that exist in this world, myself included. I am going to put a few of the pictures of the newest additions to the "want to be friends with Stinky" club.
















Those of you who have read previous blogs know of my personal favorite freek request was Philip, the Mexican guy with long hair, wearing flannel and lace up jeans. He wins, but these "dudes" are pretty sweet as well. Oh yeah and the other day I got two requests from guys who had guns with them in their main pictures. How'd they know I dig guys that are packing heat and have brass knuckles? Is my name Kreitzer? Just kidding buddy...but seriously.

Oh and at the Tavern last night, I will have to scan it at some point to everyone can see it, but this total tool with long wavy hair came up to me last night and gave me a pink plastic egg and inside is a note with his number on one side and on the other is a drawn picture of, I guess, me and him with hearts around us standing on the countryside. I didn't really know what to make of that, but laugh hysterically and then show Jan, Nick, Baker and Jared immediately so they could make fun of him.

That is all...carry on.