SeantasticSean
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| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Industry | Real Estate |
| Occupation | Loan Officer |
| Location | San Pedro, California, United States |
| Introduction | Well, my name is Sean Forrest and I'm a 22 year old male from San Pedro, California. I currently go to Harbor College and in my spare time I enjoy playing volleyball. I currently work for the mortgage company Capwest Financial in Palos Verdes up at Malaga Cove and I also coach for Seal Beach Volleyball Club. I enjoy long walks on the beach, big furry animals, sleeping naked (sometimes with big furry animals, I just like the way they feel against the skin), jumping without a bra, and the occasional drink . I have a wonderful girlfriend named Jessica who is a sweetheart and a lover of both animals and a sexy beast by the name of Sean. My friends are your average buds who enjoy a good drink and a great time. If ur a negative kind of person, dont bother to get to know me, i just may turn you into a positive kind of person. I rarely come accross anyone that I really hate, so if I do really hate you, take offense... if i dont, then your the other 99% of the population... in other words... I'm just showing off the goods! |
| Interests | Showing off the Goods |
| Favorite books | "Swords and Shields kinda shit. A big ass tiger attacking a dude in a full suit of armor, and a few kids with crossbows firing flame tipped arrows into a horde of sieging monsters. Two Knights with lances made of ice, charge in with glowing golden helmets, a Dwarf in the corner of the Knights eye with an axe the size of a tree trunk in one hand, and a hammer blessed with the power of lightning in the other, cutting down waves of enemies, with a braided beard drenched in black blood of the creatures that lay attacks on a giant castle made of marble and mirrors, reflecting light back at the battlefield illuminating the waves of enemies that surely make you think that there is no chance for survival for the brave souls that defend their holy ground. In the back there are priests blessing the wounds of the fallen warriors, speaking words of mending on the suffering, Ragged militia and peasants stand their ground on the farm fields with bandages around their foreheads blocking the blood of their battle scars, pitchforks at hand and crude weapons made from their local blacksmith to guard their homelands. The meat vendors and local entertainers are found missing, only the butcher can be seen holding a meat cleaver stained only with the blood of animals, but no one knew that, his garments stained crimson also. Beggars and thieves were forced into battle ready leather armor, and stood in front of the lines, just past the giant wooden gates decorated with 2 giant cast iron dragons symmetrical to one another. Only death can come of this, only one side can be victorious. You know, that kind of book." -Jon |