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Interested In:
Friends
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Member Since:
Sep 2003
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Hometown:
Ville Platte, Louisiana
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Forrest's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/2071008
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Other education:
State Univesity of New York, Syracuse University
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Occupation:
Writer, farmhand, and international human smuggler
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Affiliations:
Immigration Equality
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What I enjoy doing:
Traveling, the great outdoors, b'ball-- baseball and basketball, food, Hugo Chavez, karaoke, sunny days, Brazil, water...
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Favorite Books:
Henry Miller books, Arthur Rimbaud, Franny and Zooey, Stranger in a Strange Land, Giovanni~s Room, the Unconsoled, the Wind Up Bird Chronicles, his Dark Materials, dirty magazines, On Beauty
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Favorite Movies:
Scary ones and fantasy flicks, high school muse types where everyone goes to a party and some dork gets to bang the hot chick while the hot guy turns out to be a dick and mercurially morphs into the dork but yet remains hot then everyone goes home via rolllerskates.
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Favorite Music:
Hip hop, booty rap, Atmosphere, Abstract Rude, Lauryn Hill always gives me goose bumps; Old Skool, Anita, Floetry, the two Bobs(Marley and Dylan), Biggie, Dolly, anyone with the last name Gilberto, Elis Regina, Gabriel o Pensador, Babasonicos, Fischer..., the Dead, Manu Chao, tangoelectronica.
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Favorite TV Shows:
Heroes, Lost and Survivor but not Gilligan, Runway, Nat.Geo.Exp., Rome
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Zodiac Sign:
Aquarius
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About Me:
A movie, some wine, and a lot of heavy petting...my idea of a perfect evening.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Got someone to pet heavily but then again, I've got two hands.
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Francisco when I say we'll miss our
little bird. I think I speak for the
other half when I say, "go already!"
Buenos Aires is sure a far place to go
to get disappeared, but, then, the sex
change operations are cheaper there than
in Shreveport.
tha F-dog, but he's a real badass mofo.
In college, he had some guy's foot he
used as a fuckin' bowl. We'd all be
kickin back smokin tha cheeb, and F-dog
would break out his foot-bowl, and we'd
be like, "Bitch, what tha F is that?"
And he'd get a crazy look in his eye-
you know that crazy look he get
sometimes?- and he just say "Don't fiz-
uck with me, dogs." And we wouldn't.
Cause he had that look in his eye and
that smoking foot at his mouth.
But the story about him shoving a ham
sandwich up some sleeping guy's ass?
That be all true, Tha Clown tell no
lies. I be there, and it be ugly.
Especially when the victim in question
removed tha piece of ham from the south
mouth and threw it at Tara Hymen's
face. That was some fucked-up shiz-nit
right there.
Fat Clown out.
found me here... i remember forrest as
a soft-spoken southern boy with a nice
smile, the forrest of forestry (ESF), a
sweetie with a wild side, a plus to the
otherwise very minus saracuse. you'll
call me when you're meeting jude,
right. or call me when you're on the
right coast, that's good too.
trusted as your best friend - well -
until he tries to shove a ham sandwich
up your ass while you are passed out in
a hotel room next to your girlfriend.
Other than that he is pretty cool.
fun. Man, I don't know what college
would be like if my mom hadn't ran into
him and introduced us, she had NO CLUE
what she was doing. Less trouble and
less fun, probably. Less being drunk and
stoned. Less finding my black ass in a
graveyard at 3am with a bunch of
hippies. Less watching Aurora Borealis
reflected on a lake in the middle of the
woods. Less running from an RA and
getting pushed by Forrest so I go
rolling down the hallway knocking over
objects in my path, unable to stop. More
going to class and getting work actually
done. Less crank calls. Less booty
dancing parties. More going to sleep.
You're worth all the trouble, Forrest.
sundays!!!!! The best Stella I've had given to
me by Forrest. Thanks for the good times.