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| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Industry | Student |
| Location | Decatur, Georgia, United States |
| Introduction | The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it. |
| Interests | This & That. |
| Favorite movies | I am waiting for the book on tape to come out. |
| Favorite music | Speed Metal. |
| Favorite books | The Dao of Pooh. |
You've rented a sky-writer to propose to your significant other, but it's completely overcast. What will you do?
I'm no expert, but this may be God's way of telling you to re-think this decision.