Music, Snow, Swimming, Fighting, Poetry, Writing Lyrics, Snow Boarding, Camping, Drinking, Making Fire, Building Stuff From Wood, Pouring Concrete, Digging Trenchs, Trench Coats, Drumsets, Listening To Awesome People Playing The Guitar, Betting on Fights, Movies, Death, Decaying Corpes, Thinking About Over 1,000,000 Ways To Kill Someone And Getting Away With It, Being Naked, Having Fun With Friends, Sword Fighting, Nunchaku, Pizza, X-Box, PS2, Nintendo, Movies, Mudvayne, Disturbed, Sublime, Ozzy, 10 Years, Starting New Trends, Deep Lyics, Throwing Blades(Any size any shape), Songs that are directed towards someone, Tony Jaa, Jet Li, Jackie Chan, Bruce Lee, UFC, EXTREME, Hide Kill or Surrender, Stabbing, Ghosts, Scaring People by Looking at Them, Being Swift Like a Ninja, Towering Over People, Taking Down 7 Foot Giants With my Knee, Extreme Martial Arts, Angry Songs, People who like to act like an Adult, Making Money, Spending Money, Ropes, Rock Climbing, Chasing People, Killing People, Looking at people with my Black Stare, Singing, Playing Air Guitar, Playing Air Drums, Playing Air Bass, White Water Rafting, Mountain Biking, Walking Around at Night, Frogs, Toads, Grasshoppers, Crickets, Mice, Rats, Cats, Dogs, Lizards, Chameleons, Preying Mantis', Butterflys, Birds, Hate, Anger, Protection, Being Me Of Corse! and many many more things... I love to do everything! ...just about...

Sublime definatly #1... "SAME IN THE END" .. .. ... .. .. . . . . . . . . . . . .Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky they give it up but they give it up but they give it up but they never ask why daddy was a rolling rollin' stone oh whoa he rolled away one day and he never came home ha ha ha It ain't hard to understand this ain't Hitlers master plan what it takes to be a man ooh in my mind in my brain I'm rollin' over like a steamin' frieght train it ain't hard to astertain You only see what you want to belive When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve that don't mean I can't hang the day that I die will be the day I shut my mouth and put down my guitar uh Sunday morning hold church down at the bar get down on your knees and start to pray oh whoa pray my itchy rash will go away yow now back up y'all it aint me Kentucky fried chicken is all I see it's a hellified way to start your day If I make you cry all night, me and daddy gonna have a fist fight it aint personal it ain't me I only hear what you told me to be I'm a backwards ass hillbilly I'm Dick Butkiss you know I lie I get mean I'm a thief in the dark I'm a ragin' machine I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch rec-tite(r) on my ass and it makes me itch I can see for miles and miles and miles oh whoa my broken heart makes me smile In my mind in my brain I go back I go completly insain it ain't personal, it ain't me if I make yo cry all night I 'll be you daddy at the end of the night take a load from my big gun you only see what you want to belive when you creep from the back I've got tricks up my sleeve 24/7 devil best friend makes no diffrence it's all same in the end...