I'm a 41-year-old who still acts like he's 15 years old. The adult is serious and rational, while my mischevious inner child is a shit-stirrer. I love fart jokes, being juvenile and cuss a little -- who am I kidding? -- way too much. I love the written word and am learning to use it to purge my feelings, both good and bad. While life hasn't worked out the way I've planned, I'm making lemonade in hopes of finding someone to share it with.