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Weeping as he wins, winning as he weeps...
...evidently can't believe in victories.
Created on 2004-10-18 23:26:46 (#4876427), last updated 2005-04-17
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Basic Info| Name: | l33t |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 04-01 |
| Location: | Exton, United States |
BioI was born in 1986 to penniless migrant farmers in a Missouri cornfield. Needing the ears of corn themselves to sell for leukemia medicine for my brothers, Happy and Biff, we dined solely on the stalks of corn and that white stuff inside the ears. Our clothing, furniture, and housing were also comprised solely of corn byproducts. In 1996, I ran away from home in search of a more suitable life than my humble upbringing allowed, taking with me nothing other than a corn-stalk Adirondack chair and my beloved dog, Horatio. Seeking a place more boring than a Missouri cornfield, I hitchhiked myself to Exton, Pennsylvania.
There, I met up with a bunch of strung out hippies who assimilated Horatio and I into their family. I straightened them out with my homestyle Missouri values and the word of the Lord, and today they are no longer on drugs, but have become ‘natural health practitioners’, owning a ‘natural pharmacy’. As for myself, I have altogether given up speaking or sleeping due to my profound religious beliefs, and now spend my days hugging trees, running red lights, studying history, crashing cars, refining the delicate art of procrastination, and otherwise fighting The Man.
When I grow up, I want to be an astronaut. Or a policeman, or a racecar driver.
There, I met up with a bunch of strung out hippies who assimilated Horatio and I into their family. I straightened them out with my homestyle Missouri values and the word of the Lord, and today they are no longer on drugs, but have become ‘natural health practitioners’, owning a ‘natural pharmacy’. As for myself, I have altogether given up speaking or sleeping due to my profound religious beliefs, and now spend my days hugging trees, running red lights, studying history, crashing cars, refining the delicate art of procrastination, and otherwise fighting The Man.
When I grow up, I want to be an astronaut. Or a policeman, or a racecar driver.
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armor for sleep, brand new, chuck palahniuk, enjoying life, fighting the man, fine austrian cheese danishes, guitar, kicking ass, pants, peanut butter sandwiches, reading, saves the day, taking names, teenage mutant ninja turtles, the daily show, the get up kids, the new amsterdams, the west wing, thinking, thoreau, vagrant, wawa, weezer
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