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"I'm an old drug-addled pervert. My turn-ons are hot tubs,
blood sports, superbad threads, kung fu and a nice booty.
My..."
More about Mr.
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Occupation:
Libertine
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Hobbies and Interests:
Bullfighting, The Hermetic Arts, Extreme Karaoke, Kissing, rockin' the dance floor, fancy clothes, drugs, Disneyland, glitter, feathers, sequins, rhinestones, bones, teeth, Gin
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Favorite Books:
Gravity's Rainbow, Right Ho Jeeves, Mumbo Jumbo, Nightmare Alley, Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas, The Collected Little Nemo In Slumberland, The Book Of The Law, A Confederacy Of Dunces, Blood Meridian, 120 Days Of Sodom, A Jazzman In Nudetown
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Favorite Movies:
2001: A Space Odyssey, Robot Monster, Blow Up, Inauguration of The Pleasure Dome, The Abominable Dr. Phibes, Danger:Diabolik, Donnie Darko, Golddiggers of 1933, Immoral Tales, Black Narcissus, The Lickerish Quartet, Written On The Wind
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Favorite Music:
Ennio Morricone, The Monks, Professor Longhair, The Meters, Nina Simone, Wagner, Serge Gainsbourg, Jackie Mittoo, Nicola Conte, Beach Boys, Duke Ellington, P.Gabriel-era Genesis, Rufus Wainwright, Tiny Tim, ABBA, France Gall, Skip James, The Funk, Bollywood
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Favorite TV Shows:
OLD Star Trek, The Simpsons, Any Dating Show (so sue me!), Freaks & Geeks, Iron Chef, Knowing Me Knowing You with Allen Partridge, anything by Sid and Marty Krofft, The Office, Curb Your Enthusiasm, The Sopranos, Teletubbies
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About Me:
I'm an old drug-addled pervert. My turn-ons are hot tubs,
blood sports, superbad threads, kung fu and a nice booty.
My turn offs are treachery, cold weather, ignorance, movies
with loud, overdone sound design and The Man. If I could
choose a superpower, it would be invisibility. I believe
passionately that televisions have no place in a bar.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Groovy freaks of all descriptions and their friends.
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stopped to partake of champagne cake at
The Madonna Inn, and upon seeing a
beribboned bag of pink sparkly sugar,
purchased it for yours truly. I still
have it, treasure it, and hope it
outlasts the sugar kitty that adorned
my tenth birthday cake. No one before
or since has sussed my tastes so
succinctly and successfully. Mmmm!!!
Friendster a lady could ask for, but he is also
the only Friendster to get one of my most
obscure references in "about me". Bravo
Mr.! Oh, and...nice head.
him "perform" since Christmas
however based on time and math i
imagine the millionaire has
surpassed a description beyond that
of the alphabet strung together no
matter how fancy a 'scribe.
what kind of drugs?
priviledge to be graced by his presence
in El Lay.
20+ years I've known him, Mr. has
been single-handedly responsible
for the some of the most iridescent
and piquant evenings and/or
roadtrips in my life...though our run-
ins are few these days I feel I can
safely say, without fear of
contradiction, that Mr. is one of the
true top-shelvers in a world of, well,
you know...Cheers!!
us all to our salvation. The Mill is
THE sweetest, swankiest, suave-est HOT
guy i've ever known.
testify!! A deity walks among us. This
Mr. is the real deal, Jack.. The Sultan
of Swank, Swinger Supreme. A
perpetual vision of nowness,
everything he touches turns to gold
lame. The hot tub boils over when he
gets in. Taught Linda Lovelace how
to give head (oh, sorry, that was
Sammy. nevermind). Ears like a
satellite dish, he can hear a fat (with
an f) groove coming 2 miles away.
Loves the ladies, and the ladies
loves him back. Here's a wig bubble
for ya:this pimp mofo has a million
dollars in the bank. This cat is the
Nazz, and you best not ruffle his
Nehru jacket. Worship him or burn
forever in squaresville. Who loves ya,
Milly!? (say it with me, children) WE
DO!!!
real one (you know what I mean) - I
can't explain in words so I will with
my - hands - . . . see - love power
conquers all! Everytime you sit down
with Mr., always play the cards right -
and to the left - a good wish - he
won't take advantage of your good
fortune because he is - there -
always - Mr. is formal and wise - like
a mannequin with a million
movements - and faces - he wins the
award for the essential man of the
century. Don't change Mr. - it's all
there and you are it. He also
ALWAYS smells good. Fantastic
actually.
Cool MILL. into mere blurbs and
whistles? THE MR. TRANSCENDS YOUR PITHY
MORTAL WORDS!! But let's try..
firstlyish, there's his MARVEY LOUZENGE
MUZIK which is relentless ear ADDICTION
and will still be when we're all in
that nursing home in 5 YEARS. Nextly
there's the proven fact he's the
eternal YES at the abyss - and to
everything! He's like the whole dang
village that it takes. And alsomore,
kissing the crown chakra of that
beautiful bald is like having a shiny
sparkler shoved up your urethra, but
nicely ..DANG, ya see? Heaps o' Words
and I din't come CLOSE!