I have had a rough life, I always have, being raised with no father, and having a mother that was hardly there cause she had to work so many jobs to support her three kids. And a older brother and sister that never wanted to be there for you throughout your life...

I'm grown now, no thanks to any of them, all on my own, at the age of 22 and still growing, I have come to find that my life has been going downhill since the day I was born, really.

Well to start I was a fat kid, nicknamed fatboy, and my life as a kid sucked, well I got older, and like fuck you high school, I don't need this shit, so I dropped out, not because education wasn't important to me, just because I didn't care, and I like to eat and do nothing and when is a better time then always right...

So then my mom kicked me out at 18 and my sister took me in, the sister I really didn't know as a kid, she forced me to get a GED, which was done in less then two weeks, not saying I'm smart, just that test was so fucking easy. She made my fatass get a real job, a 60 plus hour a week outside job, building patios, damn it paid well. That was the reason I lost over 50 pounds to drop to 250, still a big guy but jeez I'm 6'1 give me a break.

Well I got this job at Home Depot overnight, after Katrina fucked everything up, and hey, I was like I don't sweat anymore, I need to do something, so I starved myself, dropping to under 200, God I looked so bad! People started to get worried about me and I thought to myself that hey, why not, join a gym damnit, and I got kinda cut over the next year, while ofcourse changing jobs due to my firing from Home Depot.

So yea I worked at this lumber yard, it was sweet, paid well, good hours, weekends off, I was sexy, and cut, and had self-esteem for the first time in my entire life... (Keep in mind I have been single through all of this), and it happened, I meant a girl, well kinda I knew her for a good while and we knew eachother for sometime, and well thanks to myspace I hooked up with the love of my life...

Now, today, I moved away from my old home and live a working life as a cable guy, hey the perks are good and I don't have to pay for gas, a big plus... I like my job sometimes, just like any job right...

So you must be asking yourself, what the fuck is up with that title, well, I'm a depressed guy, I have looked up for answers and nothing, I have looked down and remembered why I love my life,

My dick is huge...

5 inches is huge right??

Right???