Kindly Reiterate In Non Gestures. I smeared the inside light lamp.

Present day, Present time. HahahahahaH. It may have started with my old man's cassette tape labeled SLOW ROCK. Or my cousins Pantera, Bon Jovi, Air Supply collection. But actually it all started with...

I have a hard time expressing my thoughts and feelings to other people. That's why some people see me as don't-talk-to-me-employee. But others see me as a casual character who simple does the job on time for another job. But to be honest, I just hate talking to dimwits and ego-shitty-tagalog speaking pip-squeaks. I rather talk to a non talker like me. Now where is this shit going, I dunno.