I am 5'11'', but if i stand on your shoulders i can be bigger than
10 feet tall. In certain sneakers I am six feet tall.I live in the
city of New York, County of Queens with my imaginary friend Mr.
Jerry Robinowitz. We recently moved to queens from an island off of
the coast of the Atlantic called Manhattan. We left in a hurry and
had to leave behind our beloved pet roach, who to this day resides
in our former neighbor`s house as he always did. We miss you
roach...you provided us with hours of amusement and fun. I was
particularly impressed with the fact that you never died...you were
a true roach.... My imaginary friend and I ask you all to donate
money to aid us in our fight against the greatest disease that
mankind has faced to date...thats right...THE KOOTIES! See me
personally, I have met a cancer survivor, someone who survived
Lupus...a man with Aids for 20 years...but never have I met anyone
who has said...Those kooties had me down for a while but I am ok
now...no sir-ree-bob...my imaginary friend and I aint never met no
KOOTIES survivor....you know why? Cause they done up and lied to
you in third grade about KOOTIES shots...look I check my
immunization card...I had measles...I got mumps...even had some
polio...but I aint never gotten no vaccination for KOOTIES....its
no joke and it will take you out...be safe...I really don`t know
how KOOTIES is transmitted...thats the problem with the disease in
general...the routes of transmission are still largely unknown but
I think its safe to say its more likely than not u can catch it
from some dirty skanky chick or some dirty mofo with dirty socks so
if you encounter a skanky chick, you kick her down the stairs and u
run for your life cause u may die if you dont do it...save
yourself...kick her for the kids...and if its a man kick him in his
privates....dont hesitate...we are talking about KOOTIES... Who I'd
like to meet: Dont you love these types of migente pages: I am not
really looking for anyone...I am not even nice....However, please
feel free to write me...however, I have some requirements.. You
must have teeth...However, if you only have one tooth missing, I
may consider talking to you (depending on which tooth is
missing)... You must have arms...I can`t stand a one armed
chick...however, if you have one arm due to birth defect or due to
the negligence of another and your circumstance are not due in part
to any act of your own, I will waive the two armed requirement and
you too can be my friend.... You must have toes...I can`t stands a
stump foot havin woman...However, if you have big breasts, I will
never look down anyway so, please feel free to write.... You must
have a nose...This is important. Actually, its not. In fact, If you
are one of the people on this planet who has somehow managed to
exist without having a nose, I beg you to write to me. A picture
would be great. I have actually never met or seen a woman with no
nose. I don`t think this condition would turn me on in anyway but,
I have never encountered it and as such, I reserve opinion on the
matter. You must have a life. Good lord I can`t stands no dead
people. I have been lucky thus far and aint never been hit on by a
dead person while on migente but I KNOW YOUR OUT THERE AND YOU ARE
PROBABLY READING MY PAGE AND LIKE STRINGS YOU NEED TO BE
GONE...Besides...I hear dead people stink.... If you are still
reading...I invite you to say hello!
