cheeka, at risk of putting myself in great danger from other hidden quinte freaks, i'll tell you my name:
now, what's yours?
i can just see you now running for that yearbook. i'll save you the trouble. i was really skinny, fairly tall (5'10" in high school), i wore my hair in a mullet, and i had terrible acne. i hung with the skids. i listened to iron maiden. i even sung a metallica song for the school 'talent' *cough* show.
i was, am, and ever shall be a freak with too much quinte in my blood for anyone's good.