My name is Lee and this is my webpage. When I'm not making awful websites for school, I like to drink heavily, hit on attractive girls, jump over things, pet kittens, and make lists of things seprated by commas. I'd like to say that there's a point to what I've got on here, but I'm not going to lie to you or myself. You're mostly just going to see pictures of me and stories about bears. Speaking of that, I would like to meet the world's largest bear. One time I saw a picture of a bear that might have been the world's largest but I'm not sure, because who can really know? You'd have to have met every single bear in the world to know that. Anyway, it was like 2 or 3 times the size of a regular bear, it looked like a total bad ass. I figure that since its head is 2 or 3 times normal size then its brain must also be 2 or 3 times normal size, and he'd be pretty smart. Maybe not Trivial Pursuit smart, but at least junior college smart. I would try hard to make friends with this super bear so we could go to clubs and stuff, then even if someone shot him he'd be so big he wouldn't even really notice or give a crap. He might partially care, but he'd be cool enough to pretend he didn't until later. This would look totally bad ass to all the chicks that were in the club and they'd want to do the bear really bad, but they would realize the impossibility of such an act and would just settle and do me instead since I'm his best bro and the only thing keeping him from flipping out on the entire club. After I did the chicks they'd fall asleep at my place and in the morning the bear would make us omelets. I'm not that in to omelets, but I wouldn't tell the bear that because he's the world's largest bear and also because that's rude. The chicks would be overall impressed with me even though my house is kinda messy, and they would really want to get married and have as many of my babies as possible, but I probably wouldn't call them again because I'd know deep down that they only like me because I'm friends with the bear.