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Interested In:
Just looking around
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Member Since:
Sep 2003
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Hometown:
The town of sad
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Company:
the fabulous sequel, swiffer, and black sheep
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Robert's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/2355563
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Other education:
Dr. William Baxendales College of Calling You Roger Repeatedly
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Occupation:
cheese grater
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Affiliations:
put down your guns, sister, we're in love. handhakes and hugs, baby, we're in love.
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What I enjoy doing:
INGSOC, Horsetail intermediates, looking at my cuticle under a dissecting scope, eggs, Harper's Index, I also like my friends and hope to be always surrounded by such grace and humor and intelligence
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Favorite Books:
What It's Like To Be Incontinent, A Memoir, by O. Henry
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Favorite Movies:
Any movie that has The Eurythmics playing while John Hurt gets it on with a prostitute in the Proletarian District, even though Agents of Big Brother might catch him at any moment
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Favorite Music:
the gold hicks, the fibonacci sequence, fervel lankman and the oral sensations, king street sound system, firemen whispering water, the neon creepies, DeWalt, the sons of south carolina, crucial brutality, Barmecide, and all conglomerates of the clap and their many associates, including The Joni Mitchell Fuck Off Band
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Favorite TV Shows:
Hog Party, Swine Swillers, My Big Fat Obnoxious White Woman Goes Ape Shit at a BIg Lots Sale Event, SUV Kill-a-Thon, Kicking Poor People in the Nuts and Filming It, The Shitstack Factor
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About Me:
I like stories about young men peeing through fences near the chicken coop and then having a rooster grab their willy and not let go. Those are funny stories. I also like cheeseburgers. And flowers, especially ladyslippers.
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Who I Want to Meet:
kings and queens
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vagina into the microphone and exhumes
internal gasses through his lips in
between songs. blessed be the lyricist
who finds meaning in a morning after
plastic crown, who strums bar chords,
who spills beer. blessed be the one
with the clap, blessed be he.
is to be loved by Jesus, robert sheds tears of
joy. Praise the lord my sensitive brother, can i
get a fuckin amen.
robert's taste in music and men can
empower the sorriest bunch. I feel
better already, don't you?
beginning to forget the sound of your
guitar strings when they hum against the
window airconditioning unit even though
it was just yesterday. Why did we let
math swallow us so? What happened to
poetry, botany, and happy puppets?
propped up on Christopher's bass
drum. He's kind of like a rock star,
only more famous.
hedges & prunes lil' trees, does he? i think
it's a complete sham - obviously he's a narc,
who's been trying to expose denver's seedy
underbelly for quite some time now. you
don't fool me, mister.