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"I'm a guy. I play drums in a band called Mandragora.
Whooptie freakin' doo."
More about Jeremy
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Occupation:
Electronics Engineer/Aspiring Asshole
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Hobbies and Interests:
band stuff, music, drums, my kitty, lay, earth's rotational crust and axis of smarties
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Favorite Movies:
The usual.
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Favorite Music:
the mars volta, atd-i, qotsa, hot snakes, pilot to gunner, sparta, replicator, fugazi, interpol, clinic, mono, cursive, iron & wine, catheters, traindodge, subset, :40 of hell, sigur ros, brmc, shins, pAperchAse, spoon
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Favorite TV Shows:
Adult Swim
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About Me:
I'm a guy. I play drums in a band called Mandragora.
Whooptie freakin' doo.
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Who I Want to Meet:
not you! go here, dumbass (www.mandragora-music.com)
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just played a couple shows with him.
My initial impression, though, is that
for a blind midget with a wooden leg
he not only always has a smile on his
place, but seems to play the drums
well.
Keep soldiering on, for yourself and
everyone like you!
Okay, I made that all up.
jeremy, it looks better on you
anyway. :)
jeremy. suddenly, it just seemed that
he was around and everywhere and
whooping the llama's ass with
mandragora. i am actually bothered by
his seamless entry into my memory. but
i guess it sort of adds a certain
voodoo-something to his charm. instant
pal - just add water.
he is probably the nicest guy I've ever
met. Except that he tries to kill a lot
of things, like people. That's me he's
pointing to in his picture. Right after
pointing he said he was going to kill
me, then he projectile vomited
hydrochloric acid that he keeps in a
sac connected to his esophagus onto me.
Naturally I fell down in pain. He then
was going to stab me but remembered
that his grandmother, who is in a
nursing home, didn't make him blueberry
pancakes in the shape of a heart for
him that morning. So, lucky for me, he
went to stab his grandmother. I now
live in constant fear of what is going
to happen to me. Thanks for the
memories Jeremy.
machine, not for personal gain, comic
books, or even to see Soylent Green in
the movies. No, I would travel back in
time, to kidnap baby Jeremy, and raise
him as my own son and finder of my
remote control. I think if training
started early on in his youth he might
develop a real knack for it. And if it
didn't work out I could always butcher
and eat him.
nigger Newton.
It be smellin' like trashcans when he
pootin'.
Jeremy kicks his shit like mother
fuckin' Pele.
He's the wizard throwing koosh balls
when he melee.
He'll take 2 shits in a bucket or a
pail,
and poke out your eyes and leave a
note in braille.
it is that Jeremy has 97 friends. Then I realized
they were probably clientelle for his phone sex
hotline.
private. Like "Nice shoes" and "Mel
what the fuck did you do to your
face!" I like it.
profile, I always think it says "I'm
gay" because that would be hilarious if
it were true. But alas...it's not.
Jeremy, do something about that.