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"Hmm...Well, I'm tall and red with two horns, hoofed feet
and a vipercated tounge (ladies!). I like the smell of
sulfer..."
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More About Travis
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Occupation:
Ruler of the Underworld
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Hobbies and Interests:
The rack, iron madien, long walks on hot coals, The gallows, swallowing souls, removing entrails, my puppy Cerberus!
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Favorite Books:
Anythign Oprah recommends
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Favorite Movies:
The Omen! (someday you mortal bastards...someday)
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Favorite Music:
Lynard Skynard (backwards only please)
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Favorite TV Shows:
I like comedies like: Highway to Heaven, Touched By An Angel and Joan of Arcadia
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Zodiac Sign:
Sagittarius
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About Me:
Hmm...Well, I'm tall and red with two horns, hoofed feet
and a vipercated tounge (ladies!). I like the smell of
sulfer and I enjoy the way razor blades feel when
dragged down my skin. My blood stinks of the age
when man ate his own and women were ripped from
the thighes of immortals (so call me old fashion?). I
live in a cave below the earth with millions of others, but
I'm the only one who has their own room! I like to laugh
wickedly at just about anything and I'm extremely
tickilish. Definatly an optimist.
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Who I Want to Meet:
I'd like to meet a REAL sinner. It's been ages and I'm
getting a little tired of chewing on Judas.
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Testimonials and Comments for Travis
I've ever met. That's really only
because it's impossible for me to meet
myself. Come on, science! A little
help here!
I have ever met. Spring Break Baby!
cover me in blood and film me panting
and screaming. His rendition of the
isty bitsy spider gets me every time.
what can ya' do? Progress, baby.
are a woman you better run.
buy his own couch, he'd let you sleep
on it if you were drunk and couldn't
drive home. Unless an even drunker
girl who might sleep with him later
wanted to sleep on it. But even then
he'd let you sleep on the protective
wrapping the couch came in when he
bought it. It just never occurred to
him to throw it away.
about 4 and half years, and DARN IS HE
FUNNY! A talented writer, a talented
comedian and, although I don't see him
often these days, a good friend.
Cold War era of Russia. He didn't look
like the usual spies sent to report on
me. His gestures were as smooth and
suave as the cigars he smoked. It was
only after one night of drowning our
sorrows in bottom of a bottle of Stoli
did I detect a crack in his armor. His
passion about Giants gave him away. At
the time, I thought he was an amatuer.
But the cold touch of time has revealed
that he was the best the states had to
offer.
favorite people in the world. T-Rav
became one of the first straight
dudes I'd ever been friends with
when I decided I needed to have my
own Straight Eye for the Queer Guy.
He doesn't know how to have a bad
time, and when you're around him,
it's impossible to not forget your petty
concerns and just chill in the
moment with a smile and a cold
beverage. A filmmaker in the most
classic and respectable sense of the
word, his imagination goes places
which would give most people heart
attacks. It's all proof that corn-fed
boys are best.
with. He is the co-creater of "The Pre-Drink"
and he and his Ten Cent Wingers kept me in
stiches during their existence. T-RAV sings a
mean version of "Pina Colada" and it's always
fun getting up on stage with him and having a
good "yes and" session. And guess what, he IS
very tall and there ARE body parts in his
closet. Mainly, hot chick's asses!