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another one bites the dust on PC for me...


Age: 94

Location: the hood, The Gambia
Male looking for

Smoking: Don't Smoke - Straight Edge

Drinking: Don't Drink - Straight Edge

Diet: Vegan

Height: 5' 6" / 168 cm

Body Type: Slim / Slender

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Brown

Religion: Spiritual, but not religious

Language(s): English, Spanish, Other

Ethnicity: Hispanic

Occupation: Shoplifter

Education: I'll tell you later

Source of Income: Scams

In a Band: No

Looking for Band Members: No

Children Status: No Children

Children Interest: I'll tell you later

Relationship Status: I'll tell you later


About him



Intolerance for most people. I will take what I want.

xvx

I do not want to unite with the multitude of those who flatter the proletariat, excusing them, praising them, adorning them with wreathes. No, oh distinguished windbags, your verve disguises nothing. The "people" is always there, idiotic, cowardly, resigned. And I, who consider myself superior, desire to be so, and both the bourgeoisie and the proletariat will pay for my superiority. You languish in hunger and hardships, you vegetate, bestially fertilizing wombs with a swarm of ragged, filthy, scrofulous, stunted brats.

Force! You raise your cowardly lament in chorus! You say that you are hungry. You stretch out your hand in front of the shop window full of jewels. Do it, take it! You complain to each other about the war when you yourselves are its authors, and it continues because you put up with it! But I flee from your putridity that would sully me. Proudly alone, I break the chains that link me to you and separate myself from the pack of mangy dogs, submissive to the shepherd. I will wander the world alone carrying my hatred and scorn everywhere. Alone in struggle.
Alone in victory and in defeat. My ideas will be the poison that must end up intoxicating you and you tremble before me as before the King, the supreme!...

And meanwhile, I laugh at your grotesque and bloody throng, I laugh so much that I no longer see anyone, and it seems to me that humanity is an immense gangrenous sore that perpetually disgorges thick putrescent pus. And this sore is moved, shaken, covered with scabs that later disappear in order to make way for another disgorging of putrescent matter.

And I laugh and laugh!


About his personality



Favorite Band(s): Ask me

Favorite Album: Vegan Reich - Jihad

Favorite Song: depends on my mood

Favorite Lyrics: "Servants, get off your knees, slaves take a fucking knife, to the throat of your oppressors"

Favorite Author: Larry Mcmurtry

Favorite Book: anything by McMurtry

Favorite Quote: "Why should I care that civilization has given humanity wings to fly so that it can bomb cities, why should I care if I know every star in the sky or every river on earth?"

My Companion Animals: [none given]

My Sense of Humor is: Respect nothing and no one

My Ideal Place to Live: I'll tell you later

My Space: Resist not entropy

When it comes to Parties: Damn drug zombies…

In my Freetime I most enjoy: I'll tell you later

My Work Attitude Is: Fuck work --- steal according to your ability

When it comes to Television: I'll tell you later

My preferred form of transportation is: Car

Economically I'm a: I'll tell you later

My views on money: I exist purely on a system of barter ...and theft

When meeting a friend I'm: Early and contentedly waiting










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Well, since there's nothing else here now, I should just say, hey all you nice crust punks and ska people and hardcore fans and emo kids and squatters, vegans, anarchists, socialists, communists, syndicalists, marxists, lefties of all flavors --- I love you all. I was just listening to George Michael and maybe it just filled me with too much love. They just don't make music like that anymore, do they? (Don't think I'm kidding, it's fine music).