For all my potential new adoring fans that have just started reading in 2003, I'd like to take this blog back to the beginning and perhaps tell you a little bit about myself. But because that would be boring for the readers who already knew me, I am going to talk only in rhyme and analogies.

Starting... NOW.

Oh, how have I came to be here this day with so many fans that cheer this way, who come to read about what I say (no sir, Tron's mom's not gay). Let's see, believe me, ignore the crap at left and right. The crap I written is outdated--not right. I want to take that crap off my site, flush it down to toilet's flight, in sewers full of man made poop, but enough of that, here's the scoop:

My name is Allen, I am the Mystic, and I will show you that I am a prick. Don't fuckin start shit, cuz i will finish it. Destroy you verbally in time. Fuck, i'll even do it in rhymes. Just not freestyle, it blows my mind. So anyway, here's my favorite things: Cars, boobs, chicks, and Britney Spears Nude Pics! Don't forget video games, and your mom on a Ritz! Pro-smoking, Pro-Choice, Pro-SHUTTHEFUCKUPYOUWHINERS, and pro-joking on everyone. Why? Because it's fun. Cry? Oh, it's just begun.

My goals, of course, is to get more horsepower for the car, with turbo systems that boost real hard, an intercooler for show and go, and of course to improve air-flow. And I will blow all others clear. Let them see my blinking rears, inspire them to live in fear, and show them Hondas are really queer. I'd sooner drive a Matrix Xr. And even THAT is a crappy car.

I love my friends, I love my life, sometimes I wonder if i'll find a wife. But that's the way this world works, filled with strife and stupid jerks. But sometimes there are little perks, and shows you how to really live. But in the end you will see, that life with me is life in glee. So if this rhyme has your brains fried, then smile, you've just been ¿MyStiFieD?.

That's right fuckers. me. ALL ME.