I'm rather unimaginative, largely passive, uncut, bisexual with one hell of a male preference. 6', 150lbs, glasses, grey t-shirt, jeans, and side-zip work boots. Come up with your own set of labels for me if that's what you need, I really don't mind in the slightest since you've probably got some appalling fixation on identity.
This dickbutt lives in the Minnesota, don'tchaknow.

Regarding the cesspit of politics; all of it boils down to kids shouting 'my dad can beat up your dad' as if either of them had even seen their dad in years. Does your representative of choice actually care about you at all? Some day you'll realize he's never even heard your name, while you've been wasting your life in his service.

If anything I say offends you, it was probably an abortive attempt at humor.
I'm new at this whole "human interaction" thing.
It doesn't help that you people are fucking weird.