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| Year: |
Graduated 2003 |
| Age: |
Who cares!? I'm no longer a teenager! |
| Hometown: |
GAP, Sweatshirtia |
| Major: |
Religion/Anthropology with a focus on the sleeping habits of Mormons |
| Favorite Band: |
T.J. and the Sweatshop Boys |
| Favorite Food: |
Chipped BBQ beef on rye with a side of SLAW |
| Favorite Show: |
A Wedding Story |
| Favorite Movie: |
Inner Space |
| Favorite Book: |
My Sworn Enemy is Obsessed With My Mom |
| Favorite Karate Move: |
Crouching Wombat |
| Hobbies: |
Subverting socially-conscious college organizations; De-stinkifying skunks; Interior decorating; Managing Rikishi's fan club; Devil's haircutter |
| Spirit Animal: |
The Furry-Chested Emu |
| Least Worn Article of Clothing: |
Skull cap |
| Most Worn Article of Clothing: |
A sweatshirt with the word: uhh...nevermind |
| Mutant Power: |
Transforms into "Blanka" from Street Fighter II |
| Special Talent: |
Origami |
| Arch Nemesis: |
Grimace |
| Bane of His Existence: |
The Spawn of Lutefisk |
| Car: |
Oscar-Meyer Weinermobile |
| Most Embarassing Moment: |
When he admitted to the rest of the FBI bomb-squad that he WAS in fact color-blind and had been "just guessing" all these years |
| Quote: |
"I'm leaving and I'm taking my marbles with me!" |
