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- Male, 26, Single
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Interested In: Dating Men, Relationship with Men, Friends, Activity Partners
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Member Since: Dec 2004
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Location: New York, NY
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Hometown: Greenwich, Nantucket, Boston, Newport, NYC, Maine
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Company: Brown Brothers Harriman & Co.
- Bottom WASP's URL:
- http://profiles.friendster.com/14530099
"Uproarious good humor and generosity, Kantian ethics, democratic pride, and the general conclusion among all who know me..."
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Schools (Other):
Buckley, St. Bernard's, Exeter, Andover, St. Paul's School, Deerfield, Hotchkiss, Groton, Trinity, Princeton, Harvard, Yale, Dartmouth, Williams, Amherst
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Affiliations:
Mayflower Society, Elizabethan Club, The Century
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Hobbies and Interests:
Jews, Israel, IDF, buggery, rowing, body image, pain, neoconservatism, masochism, eating cum, eating ass, Paul Stuart, rough sex, dirty sex, sex, fisting, rectors, Sir Keith Joseph
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Favorite Books:
Crime and Punishment (with an emphasis on the latter), Gatsby, Catcher in the Rye, Brideshead Revisited, This Side of Paradise, Der Wille zur Macht, The Bonfire of the Vanities
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Favorite Movies:
Six Degrees of Separation, Chariots of Fire, Brideshead Revisited, Exodus, The Way We Were, Schindler's List
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Favorite Music:
Hatikvah, Bright College Years, Anglican Hymns (esp. Jerusalem), Wagner
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Favorite TV Shows:
Silver Spoons
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Zodiac Sign:
Cancer
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About Me:
Uproarious good humor and generosity, Kantian ethics, democratic pride, and the general conclusion among all who know me (and have been hurt by me) that I am beyond cliche, superhuman, with all the excesses that superhumanity implies.
At once insanely proud and filled with self-hatred,
omniscient and doubting everything,
cold and violently passionate,
contemptuous and self-abasing,
tormented and detached,
surrounded by an adoring family,
by devoted followers,
by the admiration of the entire civilised world,
and yet almost wholly isolated,
desperate,
beyond human aid,
wandering self-blinded at Colonus.
Mother is obsessed with me; Dad is distant (and possibly homosexual); my sister is ignored (Mother hates her, though); and I want to be pounded by (domineering) ethnic tops.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Jews.
I'm seeking authority figures who, as if reenacting Mother's role in my life, can take command of my emotional loyalities at the same time as they nurture my intellectual ambitions, such as they are. In short, those who can dominate me as they simultaneously aggrandize me.
I want everyone to know (especially Mother) that I want to be used and abused and humiliated and destroyed, so please add me as your Friendster:
FIRST NAME: Bottom WASP
LAST NAME: WASP
New friends are welcome and urged to join. Testimonials are appreciated.
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Testimonials and Comments for Bottom WASP
gang-banged at last year's Puerto Rican
pride parade? Oh, and if Mother only
knew how many times you've been to the
Bronx, she'd just die!
there for me as I lay on a chaise for
days, convalescing after my latest bout
of plastic surgery. Mummy insisted I
have my nose done this time, after all I
mustn't look too ethnic for my debut.
But then my date with Percy was simply
ruined when the stitches popped at the
tennis club, and Mummy had taken all
of my valium, so I was left weeping
silently in the drawing room, with only
Bottom WASP to comfort me.
count Calvin Klein pillowcase
ANYDAY!
an ethnic hatef*k you will never forget...
side but Italian on the other... My last
name has a vowel, and Mother is not
distant, she tries to be warm and
involved. Her family ignores us because
of the vowel. People in my family cry.
They speak above a whisper. They talk
about feelings. They wanted me to go to
Public School, while I wanted Episcopal
Academy. Yours is the life I need yours
is the life I want, how cruel is fate.
Ahhhhh!!!
in Coy with the Italian Ambassador's son and
you were relegated to Memo - with the
Chaplain's pale milquetoast brat. But, and it
shames me to say this, in the throes of
passion - he often screamed your name. Will I
be seeing you at mummy's New Year's thing?
I do so love our friendly competition for the
most men by midnight...
the Junior League debutante ball when
my date had the flu. Sipping beach
combers at the Beach Club. Hitting
balls at the Meadow Club. Helping me
choose furniture from Scully & Scully for
my new Sutton Place apartment.
Sipping great bloodies and dry
martinis. And, of course, both giving lots
of head... Ah, those halcyon days. Kiss,
kiss.