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Chornpeter Gub
Chornpeter's Friends
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Interested In:
Friends
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Member Since:
Jun 2003
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Hometown:
fresno, california
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Chornpeter's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/592020
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Occupation:
cancer researcher
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Affiliations:
philly
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What I enjoy doing:
Travel, writing, the sounds of foreign languages (like haista vittu & besen sie die Spinne, iron-on transfer labels, thesauri, photos from the old west, sensory overload, Russia
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Favorite Books:
Books by Nabokov, Steinbeck, Sedaris, Bukowski, Moody, Vonnegut, your diary
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Favorite Movies:
blue velvet, happiness, party monster, chinatown
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Favorite Music:
80s punk, 90s distortion, 00s electronic trickery, piano sonatas, my music collection is enduring and never-ending. I must have something playing at all times; if its not coming from the speakers, its being hummed. Like mmm, mmmmmhmmmhmmm, mmmm.
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Favorite TV Shows:
AFV, Simpsons, MST3k, small-town news
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Zodiac Sign:
Gemini
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About Me:
I'm going to smush your friendster profile into dog powder. Ill never quit. Never ever. I'm learning to read text books so I can do just this. I mean really read textbooks. And understand them so well that I can tell you what the author was wearing when s/he catalogued the index. I'll study up and I'll do it. Im also learning to play the piano real proper-like. As one would if one were to play while wearing a tux.
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Who I Want to Meet:
You in a bow tie
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outfit. Ask him to model it for you, it
will turn you on.
boy.
about two years now and never once
have you combed your hair or
smelled tolerable. It's okay; you're
still a superstar.
itself to the extent that the economy
has totally subjugated them. It is no
more than the economy developing for
itself. It is the true reflection of
the production of things, and the
false objectification of the
producers.
me how to dance. Thanks. Ask him about
Cambodia, it will change your life for
the better.
his Pizza Pie. I got a business to run
here.
a little knee-high running the
brownstone steps in his mama's
churchpumps. I've never known him
to be nothing but a good boy. He
spent his pre-teen years tending to
my home and needs. You say he
stole a pizza pie. And all I have to go
on it is your word. I'm sorry, but that's
just not enough. By the way Peter,
please meet me in the judge's
chambers around 8 tonight for a little,
er, uh, de-briefing, so to speak.