The most typical greeting from the profiles of fan fiction and the regular hominids of this world is “Hello.” In France-, it may be “salut” or “bonjour” and possibly even “chao!” But here on my beautiful and out wittingly most wonderful profile, my greeting shall be “Kunkerlindermonk, hesaw moreatonado cleatonhopper.” If you ask, “What a ridiculous and stupid comment!” Then you are very intelligent indeed, because in fact- that greeting is not a greeting at all, it is a way of saying “thank-you” in my prime and most conceived language ever built, a dialect that even the most seasoned of all translators cannot comprehend. Alright, now that my greeting is out of the way, I shall begin my description: I may possibly be human, and yet I may be an elderly animal who enjoys the internet more than producing beef or wool for the country of a place unknown to you, I may be an African Muslim who likes to sort postcards at the nearest dollar store, or an attractive young woman with an affinity for the sex life in the red-light district of France. My life is an enigma to you, and always should be. Third off, My name is Mangoe- not Delicious, not Mango, nor DeliciousMangoe with the words combined, just plain and slightly twisted like my soul: Mangoe. Now, the rest of this profile page shall be about whatever I want to write about… Hmmm…. So many options, I dare not concede them all to you… Okay, I’ll start with the way my brain works: I am very simple minded- an idiot, to be more precise, trying to sound mildly smart in some way. You must have already found several grammar errors that you wish you could correct, but I won’t let you because I want to sound like a douche- which means showerhead in French. I don’t really care if you steal my ideas, what the heck am I going to do with them later in my life anyway? What will I gain? If you really see something that you like- just snatch it away and give no credit to me, whosever’s is the better writer will be proclaimed champion and be able to keep the plot. Now I am going to tell you the possible outcome of my life in classic Swerqwion dialect, it may be too difficult for your stupid insignificant mind to contemplate... so I wrote a plain English translation below the Sweqwion writing. Qwid de monslum ti doudll et monsliette le potiumess maxxine torsoe, un putetutrie wequte tenbutte se legolues rew # ette, rew# sedwe... I live in tiny Amish town on the equater of northern Africa, I have a wholesome 324 children.. I named them child # one, child # two... Shid, sedrina gut mu tassa et le buttoiy qwerty donsingso forgetion montuboso... I suck at writing Sweqwion, I'm too stupid to understand it, so I'm now going to write in English: When I was a young lad I ate a total of three eggs per day and one rice cake. Kids these days are getting too fat and lazy for their own good.. they should all be sent to child labor camps. That is my veiw of the world. Not only that, but all elderly people who look really old, and are to crumbly and disgusting to be seen on local beaches.. should be brutally murdered in Antarctica. All human life should be forced to live in the bomb shelters of western Zimbabwe. AND I SHALL NOT RULE THE WORLD!... heh..heheh... I love our Earth! we need to stop pollution and save the adorable tropical animals of the Amazon. and all the people should get together with the pure delight of our planet and meditate over its former glory. Ok... Now that I'm done with introducing myself- you can get on with your stupid insignificant life. Brilliantly sexy quotes: "If you have spaghetti one night, and poop up noodles the next day, then their probably not noodles." -Me "Thou shalt not get eaten by fellow cannibals!" -Me "There t'was no fire between our sheets." -George Washington "Get up Bambi!" ... Some old deer, probably got shot by my cousin. "Cry havoc, and let slip the dogs of war!" - Shakespeare in all of his smexieness. Yeah, as you can see- I don't really ever bother to write more on my stories. I don't own the characters... So, why should I waste all my stupid time writing about them?

Oh! One more thing, I've actually got a relative on this site... Their name is FlamingFlie, Flie is a man. Therefore he will not tolerate being called a woman.