• My Info

    Name:McLovin(CHUBBS)
    Lives In:Haughton, Louisiana
    United States
    Age:17
    Birthday:July 29, 1994
    Gender:Male
    Relationship:In a Relationship
    Heroes:I AM McLOVIN!! I AM #54 FOR THE HAUGHTON BUCCANEERS WE UNDEAFETED!!!!!! SO KISS IT!!!13-0 REG SEASON!!!!!20-0 PLAYOFFS!!!!WE R STATE CHAMPIONS!!!!IT SUCKS IM A FRESHMAN THOim carlos man of loveI LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND ABBY!!!!SHES SEXIER THEN A NEW SET OF MUD TIRES!!!I THINK IM KOLE I AINT SURE YET THO O_o
    Music:country,rock
    Movies:I AM LEGEND, IRON MAN, UR MOM IN THE BED LAST NIGHT......THATS RITE I DID HER THATS HOW U WAS MADE =O
    Shows:WHATEVERS ON O_o
    Interests:MY GIRLFRIEND ABBY!!!!
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    I AM McLOVIN!! I AM #54 FOR THE HAUGHTON BUCCANEERS WE UNDEAFETED!!!!!! SO KISS IT!!!
    13-0 REG SEASON!!!!!
    20-0 PLAYOFFS!!!!
    WE R STATE CHAMPIONS!!!!
    IT SUCKS IM A FRESHMAN THO
    I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND ABBY!!!!
    SHES SEXIER THEN A NEW SET OF MUD TIRES!!!
    OK M KOLE WHODA THUNK IT
















    System of a down B.Y.O.B
    Why do they always send the poor?

    Barbarisms by Barbara with pointed heels
    Victorious victories kneel for brand new spanking deals
    Marching forward hypocritic and hypnotic computers
    You depend on our protection yet you feed us lies from the tablecloth

    Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

    Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
    Breaking into Fort Knox stealing our intentions
    Hangars sitting dripped in oil, crying, "Freedom!"
    Handed to obsoletion still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

    Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
    Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine

    Blast off, it's party time
    And we don't live in a fascist nation
    Blast off, it's party time
    And where the fuck are you?

    Where the fuck are you?
    Where the fuck are you?

    Why don't presidents fight the war?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why don't presidents fight the war?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?

    Kneeling roses disappearing into Moses' dry mouth
    Breaking into Fort Knox stealing our intentions
    Hangars sitting dripped in oil, crying, "Freedom!"
    Handed to obsoletion still you feed us lies from the tablecloth

    Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert blowing up the sunshine
    Everybody's going to the party, have a real good time
    Dancing in the desert blowing up the sun

    Where the fuck are you?
    Where the fuck are you?

    Why don't presidents fight the war?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why don't presidents fight the war?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?

    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    Why do they always send the poor?
    They always send the poor
    They always send the poor