|
|
"I am the way and the light. I am the name the wind speaks when the wind is trying to impress his buddies, or make his..."
More about Kittenpants
|
-
Kittenpants's Photo Gallery
-
-
More About Kittenpants
-
Schools (Other):
UNT, Callisburg High, Palm Springs High, Nellie Coffman M.S., Gee Jr. High, Masters Elementary, Nocona Elementary, La Petit Academy PreSchool, Plus I took some AP prep courses in the womb.
-
College/University:
University of North Texas, Attended 1990 - 1995, Class of 1995, Bachelor's Degree, Film/Anthropology
-
Occupation:
editor, kittenpants.org
-
Hobbies and Interests:
robots, the song Rock and Roll Suicide, hot dogs, poker, X (the band), Scrabble, blow jobs, road trips, the part in OUTSIDERS where Macchio dies, big noses, v-neck sweaters, tall, boys, white t-shirts, MILFs, DILFs, and DILRAGs.
-
Favorite Books:
Mostly I read, **kittenpants.org**
-
Favorite Movies:
ALL MOVIES NEED: spontaneous choreographed dance scenes, cheerleader try-outs, a star wars reference, monkey sidekick, triple-takes, a breakdance fight, triumphant nerds, prom sex, buddy cops, breaking the fourth wall, and a maximum of one Corey.
-
Favorite Music:
Pixies, Calvin Johnson's voice, Will Johnson's voice, whatever you hate. And also, CORN MO
-
Favorite TV Shows:
Pretty much all of them. Yep--even that one.
-
About Me:
I am the way and the light. I am the name the wind speaks when the wind is trying to impress his buddies, or make his girlfriend jealous. I am the hands down WEIRD SCIENCE trivia challenge champion (No shit, Chet). I am the maker of dreams come true, and really good guacamole. I am your density. *** VISIT ME AT kittenpants.org *** You know you want to. SUCK IT, ALL OTHER NON-KITTENPANTS WEBSITES. YOU HAVE BEEN DEFEATED. Hey, be my friend. I love you.
-
Who I Want to Meet:
Clint Howard.
-
|
 |
How you're connected:
| You |
 |
Kittenpants is in your extended network |
|
Kittenpants |
-
-
|
Testimonials and Comments for Kittenpants
spoken to Darci in months. 2.) I am
'this close' to suicide. You do the math.
drunkin nap and making the
green bean casserole.
kitten would wear? Corduroy?
Polyester with paisleys? Hmmm, fur
maybe? They all sound quite full of
static. Hey Kittenpants, ground yo-self
before tapping at the keys, I'd hate for
you to go up in flames.
check my friendster account and
discover that Miss Kittenpants is
indeed as awesome as I'd heard. If I
weren't as tipsy as I still am right now,
I'd eloquently express to you the feeling
of sheer delight I have from being
friends of friends with this woman! Call
me weird because we have yet to meet,
but I'll call you crazy for not knowing her
at all!!!
*this testimonial subject to sober
revision*
closet sized, mop-smelling guestroom
when the revue recently rocked NYC.
Though the room smelled funky (and not
funky fresh), the gesture was
appreciated. BTW - Cardgirl ate
someones bagel and two eggs, and stole a
roll of Shit Begone toilet paper.
Lobsterboy cannot be held responsible
for Cardgirl as she was under the
influence of 427 drinks.
_+88________ROCK_ON~!!!___________
_+880_____________________________
_++88_____________________________
_++88_____________________________
__+880_________________________++_
__+888________________________+88_
__++880______________________+88__
__++888_____+++88__________+++8__
__++8888__+++8880++88____+++88___
__+++8888+++8880++8888__++888____
___++888++8888+++888888++888_____
___++88++8888++8888888++888______
___++++++888888888888888888______
____++++++88888888888888888______
____++++++++000888888888888______
_____+++++++000088888888888______
______+++++++00088888888888______
_______+++++++088888888888_______
_______+++++++088888888888_______
________+++++++8888888888________
________+++++++0088888888________
________++++++0088888888_________
________+++++0008888888__________
_________############____________
________############_____________
_________________________________
We like to venture out to the beach and
bring extra large beach towels to give
to extra hairy men whom feel like they
don't need to hide their fuzzy hairy
backs and rear from the public and only
wear bright orange speedos. But Mrs.
Kittenpants and I tell them, "it's
alright my child, other's really don't
want to see your foul hairy fuglyness"
I miss you kittenpants, please send
cookies.
or uncle or some other second level
male relative so I could sneak into her
room at 3 AM and molest her like all
good second level male relatives should.
'nuff said
Literally.