About this user
honest, thin, like to play trix on big muscle men (lager tops is shandy), eating cyanide and peeing fire, being more like Rab C and fixin fingzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Hometown
R naefae the
Country
United Kingdom
Occupation
4man of ned factory #101, automatic recyclatron/bag lady, drug tester, sair thumb salmon sukkah, door bell, HUNTER
Companies
Mr Mobius' fun factory, Hon Kings Fast Food Take-away, dans discount digital filtration/alteration solutions to tackle sensory exposure to soul crushingly, abraisivly empty & obnoxiously intrusive media in order to better suit the users own desired experience/product. UAI5 reality augmenting & shoe repair.
Schools
a skool of fish, once made a wish, and asked seagulls to make come true. then swiftly to flight, catching cameron in sight! they cover his smirk up with poo.
Interests
Love
doing what ever i want as long as i dont hurt anyone*,
racing david cameron wiff ma new bike aye goat for christmas grip shift shimano gears (47 speed) and carbon modded brakes, auto inflate wheels.
hooking up a dynamo to his wheels to power a smile on his face.
telling al gore not to eat so much and install eco-light bulbs,
thinking about energy scavenging tech devices,
recycling,
crossing the road with my eyes closed,
remembering what sumfolx forgot,
inventing solidspace,
learning to swim through solidspace using tai chi,
writing this stuff doon + putting it in a envelope labeled 'Top Secret-pls dont steal' nxt 2 sum1 stupid with money and a newspaper.
swaning around like i own the place,
socialisim,
making fake myspace pages with crap music,
lingwistix,
walking,
holding doors open 4 wimmin,
holding automatic doors open with nicotine gum,
art,
music,
pushing the big red button,
rigging a car horn upto its handbrake coz you use it too much (i know where you live Mr grey fiesta).
poems,
drinking alcohol,
that shiney wall in my bathroom that copies me when i look at it.
trying 2 b a smartArse,
going for midnight walx,
not wearing shoes,
NOT drawing pictures of a Profit when i know how wide it is cos im imnae a dutch fool who worx 4 the man.
cutting my wrist, dying, meat1ing death and beatin 'im at chess (reapedly), laughing with the boatman as i tell him about my jet ski shoes and paying him in stolen wishes,
imagining margret thatcher with out her wig or clothes on riding about on the back of Borris Johnson in an empty london, trying to sing auld lang syne through a megaphone with too much feedback + not enough batteries -.
hurting crack dealers in terrible ways*(this is ok ken),
working out how to help ppl addicted to crack,
walking with out moving my legs, (segway shoes that use little tank track hingz that pop oot by clikin yer heels)
demanding to speak with the manager,
watching the manager head to his secret room i cant c in so he can get 'the address of his boss' but knowing hez about to call the law, even though im a nice chap who just doesnt cause violent trouble.
annoying facists,
lowering tax on single malt whisky (rosebank pls)
flowers,
architecture,
enginering,
knowing how to do anything i want with help from the net.
turning my local UVF box (formaly a phone box) into 'free phone t3chnologee.
dexterity,
learning 2 spell propa like
not knowing anything i thought was true is
going fully lucid
killing nazis on my xbox in the morning as i drink guiness, eat polish food and wonder why anyone from Mother Russia would evr b 1. (y 0 tell SDDS)
Hate
