sometimes i have trouble breathing.so i'm somewhat a 17-year-old boy who likes his sleep. i sorta have a thing for it. the parents call me julius btw. i used to be really interested in sports (anything that made you perspire) but that's up till i figured it'd be easier to NOT be active, or maybe even be in a comatose state, chowing down on em' krispy kremes! mmmm... krispy kreme... eating's good, i enjoy eating. only, i'm kinda small so i can't really eat much - maybe a dozen bags of cheese puffs, a super-sized quarter pounder with cheese meal, some seasoned curlies and probably a serving of cherries jubilee. all that aside, i guess my special ability is being random, really random. the typical start of a conversation with me might resemble something like this: 'hey how goes it? what'dchew do last night?' 'jeebus! muffins are boiling as we speak!' yeah it happens as commonly as finding hoboes sleeping behind the deli in your local walmart. this coveted skill comes in handy if you need me to space-out and start having a spaz right in the middle of class so it'd attract enough attention for you to walk right out. my foot itches - okay so maybe it's a disease i can't control, who's minding?! i'll think of what else to write so in the meantime, this' all you're getting! yes, it's all that and half a pie. au revoir!
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