Obnoxious Facebook About Me for John Green

   So a year or so ago one of my best friends and I wrote each other's About Me sections. We wrote some ridiculous things with descriptive text that still doesn't make much sense at all. Well, I decided that I'd put the one that Meghan wrote for me back on my page. It is rather humourous and not at all about me. Except that part about my harmonica playing. Well, that's not really true, I don't even own a harmonica. One day...
   Back to the true meaning of this post, I've decided that it would be brilliant to write an absurd about me for random people. It doesn't matter if I know them, if they're made up, or even if they're famous. Famous is a term I use lightly, because someone who is famous to me might not be famous to you. If they aren't famous to you, then it's time that you learned about the vlogbrothers. Which you can do here at their you tube page. So here is my first not-exactly-true-life biography for someone I don't know.

     John Green


  I'm a writer. I also make videos with my brother. In these videos, we debate important topics like pizza, corn dogs, facial hair, and whether or not Red Green pooped in the nintendo. People, those are important things to think about in today's world. Especially since today's world is worried that the world might implode or explode or turn into a Kardashian.
  In my free time, I like to wander through the woods with a short person strapped to my back. Why do I do this? I'm not sure, though I am fairly confident that the short person on my back has been eating my groceries. I should really look into that guy. Oh wait, someone just told me he's my son. Fatherhood, I forgot.
   I live on an island in a sea of awesome called Nerdfighteria. It's a great place, come visit and talk about important topics like the ones listed above. Also, the only foods available on Nerdfighteria are corn dogs and pizza. But to order pizza one must have a mustache.
  I'm also the king of finding Alaska, having too many Katherines hanging out, and towns made of notebook paper. If you don't get these references, we aren't friends. Why? Because it means you haven't read my books: Looking for Alaska, An Abundance of Katherines and Paper Towns.

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