Hey... My name is Fritt, you can call me Fritz if you want. I'm a dude. I have a football , Therefore I am a man.

I'm seventeen.

Isn't it weird that we have to block out a word that means a part of our body? Just... Society is so bizarre. Anyway, I have a profile page to indroduce myself, and if you were ready to leave after I wrote about my then you should probably leave now. Just kidding, that's about as bad as it'll get.

I live in Briswall England, my favourite place to go is the dunes. (Hot chicks) L.A. and France are too saucy for my taste.

I find myself attractive, girls probably stop and stare whenever I strut my stuff on the beach... I'm good-lookin.'

I had cancer in my arm when I was twelve- so now it looks kinda deformed- I'm off my meds right now, freedom is getting to me, I have a cat too... his name is Ruffles, as in them damn delicious chips, he's black and white- and really freindly, I got him from my aunt in Missouri, he's my best friend.

I paint portraits of lizards in my spare time. (I'm really good at it.)

When I'm all grown up I want to be a famous artist who sketches pet lizards for rich old people.

Yeah.

My life in less than one page.

Think I'm sexy don't you?