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"Some people say I am a cross between Colin Farrell
and Ben
Stiller. Then again some people are
either a complete idiot..."
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More About Sean
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Occupation:
jerk
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Hobbies and Interests:
guinness, film, human boxing, Alan Greenspan, dive bars, comics, being cheeky, extra virgin olive oil
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Favorite Books:
Edward Abbey, Siddhartha, Carl Sagan, Hawking, The Alchemist, Hakagure, Rashomon, douglas adams, Tolkien
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Favorite Movies:
Street Fighter (Sonny chiba), Big Lebowski, Ghost Dog, yojimbo, Wet Hot American Summer, French Connection, The Last Dragon (Barry Gordy's), Akira, ghost in the shell, ninja scroll, the way of the gun, Dark Crystal
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Favorite Music:
Kool Keith, Radiohead, Coltrain, Rufus Wainwright, Saul Williams, Rage Against the Machine, Atmosphere, Offwhyte, Aesop Rock, Massive Attack, Outkast, D'Angelo
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Favorite TV Shows:
Not a whole lota TV happening around these parts....
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About Me:
Some people say I am a cross between Colin Farrell
and Ben
Stiller. Then again some people are
either a complete idiot or working on an advanced
degree in
naive belligerance. I would describe my personality as
being like a bloody stump: kinda interesting and you
kinda
want to stare, but only a few brave souls can actually
deal
with
me. I also like to drink alcohol and get punched in the
face because I am really good at it.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Pirates, zombies, and ninjas, mainly. I really want
a to live in a weird rich guys mansion on an island and
drive
a Ferrari 308 GTS. I want a black friend with a helicopter,
and
white friend that is kind of a weasel who always gets
shot.
Oh
yeah, me + moustache.
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Testimonials and Comments for Sean
He wore it to a Mexican restaurant on
St Patrick's Day. He was drinking
Japanese beer in a kilt at a Mexican
restaurant on St. Patrick's Day. He
was talking to an African-American
while drinking a Japanese beer in a
kilt at a Mexican restaurant on St.
Patrick's Day. He was talking about the
French Revolution to an African-
American as he finished his Japanese
beer and adjusting his kilt in the
courtyard of a Mexican restaurant on
St. Patrick's Day.
Sean is one with the human race.
good idea to have a man like Sean watching your
back. I wish he were as good with the penicillin as
as he is with the pump action shotgun, but they say
the burning goes away eventual...wait, what? Hmm?
Oh, sorry, be *right* back...
James Bond that I have ever met. This master
of the deadly arts hold 4 black belts in various
combat systems. He served his country for 4
years in the secret service, and still can't talk
much about it. To top it all off, with his athletic
built and clean cut look, he has to deal with
the constant
floods of admiring women. The guy has to
fight them off with a stick. One time he had
me fight them off for him, I felt bad smacking
young, pretty, women with a large stick, but he
said that they will keep coming if I hold back. I
didn't feel as bad after we found that 35 of the
53 women I had to beat silly were actually
terrorist assassins. The remanning innocent
women were very understanding, I believe a
few of them have joined him and now are his
elite body guard squad.
the seventh grade when he spilled is
milk bag all over my half eaten
personal sized pizza. Since then he
has gone out of his way to make up
for it. He, to this day, will send me
pizzas. Frozen pizzas, pre-paid
delivered pizzas, homemade
pizzas...you name it he's sent it. I've
never had the heart to tell him I was
finished eating when the "accident"
occured. Oh, well. Secrets out I
guess! Oh, and he's good in bed.
to the Baskin Robbins on Western and I
totally lost it cuz the arabian guy
behind the counter was talking chinese
at me so I went to my truck and got a
shovel and started scraping the windows
with it to show him what I think of
hindus, you know? And sean was all like
"I'm calling the police, clint. You're
a fucking idiot." Sean's got that wierd
sense of humor. thats why I love him.
just classy liquor..this guy is top
knotch...I have seen it all throughout
the years...Costa Rican 'less than
disirable' establishments to all of our
old college days. Try to keep up- just
try it. The guy is a walking weight
loss program...the laughs he will
generate in you will make you drop
weight and make the team.
He lives for the moment and makes sure
none of them are ever boring. He can
get the attention of a bartender faster
than anyone I've ever met. He looks
hotter than Enrique when he puts on a
stocking cap and he mixes a mighty
saucy cocktail. After a night spent
with Sean you will never leave his
house in the morning unsatisfied. Take
that however you want to......
I were to be roommates (temporary
roommates, but, nonetheless...). As much as I
lament each and every day missing the
opportunity to cohabitate with this strapping
example of Irish-ness (-hood? -ism?), being
friends with Mr. Sean is no one's sloppy
seconds. (OK, maybe Steffen's sloppy
seconds...but we won't get into that.) Mofo is
damn funny, too.
tiny delicate feet.
Sean is always full of good advice and
because of that, I always ask him to
dry hump when I get drunk. I love
advice. So ladies, if you need advice,
this is your guy. And everyone else, if
you have advice to give, I fucking need
some.
Furthermore, I am not sure it is real. If you
visit my "profile," you'll see the great "ads"
I'm "in." Fucking cool dork Sean. Cool, dork.
...um, sean.
PS-Get out of my dragonBallZ chat room.