About this user
O, the name-izzle is Alex, as all you smartie pants might have guessed from the big "Alex" above my profile picture. You guys can't be fooled can ya? A little bit about me, if you don't know, and care to read. I represent Elwood; Wrestle, and football; BOTH sports undefeated 2 years in a row. I like pineapple, mushroom, olive pizza, and I put olives on everything, including your mom.
Everybody thinks I wash my hands after going to the bathroom. Which is... sometimes true, but I like to switch it up and be mysterious like that.
I can seriously kick your ass (except for jodi) at any super mario bros game. Including, but not limited to: Super smash bros, Mario Kart, Mario Golf, and Mario Party.
I like to dance when no one's watching...and when every is watching. I just like to dance goddammit! Let me dance! I'm the king of Icy Tower. No YOU'RE a nerd. One day I'm going to own a mansion with a rollercoaster that starts inside and goes through all the rooms and the backyard so walking will be optional in my house. I'm going to have my own chinese chef who goes out and gets me orange chicken from Panda Express, but pretends that he made it when guests come over, so they'll be like "Wow, tastes just like Panda Express" and I'll be like "Yeah, you wish you had your own chinese chef don'tcha?" and then I'll glance over and wink at him and we'll exchange a silent giggle because only we know the truth.
I am a part of Partnership for a Guido Free America
www.GetOffOurIsland.com
Courtesy Thomas Caputo
I once got a fortune cookie and the fortune was this:
"Believe in yourself and you will succeed"
Which made me think hard... about why the hell self-help book authors are now writing fortunes in my freakin' cookie. I then yelled at the cashier for giving me a faulty fortune cookie. I said "this ain't no goddamn fortune", because I'm no fool, and I don't think he'll ever try to pull a fast one on me again.
This is the official Alex Fusaro youtube page, it was created because on my original myspace page I denied everyone who I hadn't met in person. I followed the slogan "myspace, a space for friends" to heart, and only accepted, well... friends. But then I started thinking, that's not really fair for all the creepers, the weirdos, the stalkers, the myspace geeks, the fantasy nerds, the hobos, the bums that use myspace at the library, the wannabe models, the Nazis, the pro-lifers, the meatheads, the skinheads, the rednecks, the antichrists, the illegal aliens, the bands that will never make it, the bands that will make it, the child rapists, my mom, or people with down syndrome, is it? No, they should ALL have a chance to be my friend. Because I'm all about peace. And laughing out loud at girls with sideburns or mustaches, and not wearing bras so you can see the nipple poking out. You can look forward to exciting bulletons about how gay drugs and smoking are; also blogs and event invitations to orgies and kkk rallies (just kidding black people, I love you!!)
So enjoy! Tell all your friends they can now be my friend, and no longer fear rejection!
*except for albinos*