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"I love whacky people who aren't afraid to live their own lives. I know some stuff, but not a lot and it doesn't really..."
More about Honey
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Schools (Other):
hard knocks
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Occupation:
Does it matter?
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Affiliations:
roots and shoots
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Hobbies and Interests:
music, meditation, music, religions, music, sci.fi., movies, philosophy, music, music, music
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Favorite Books:
Conversations with God
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Favorite Movies:
Welcome to the Dollhouse, Reservoir Dogs, Team America, anything by Russ Myers or any cheesy 40's- 70's film esp. if it is imparts some moral theme.
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Favorite Music:
Rock and Roll mostly; esp. pop (mod), psych/garage (Sonics, Mad River, NeedNewBody, Can, Red Crayola, Lightening Bolt ), new and no wave, glam, punk and esp. cock/stoner rock like Acid King, Queens of the stone age, Sabbath, Black Widow
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Favorite TV Shows:
South Park, Sopranos, Daily Show
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About Me:
I love whacky people who aren't afraid to live their own lives. I know some stuff, but not a lot and it doesn't really matter anyway. I love my friends, my pets, my family and my job. I have my sh*t together for the most part. I have a great life.
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Who I Want to Meet:
People who wanna come over and do my dishes or make dishes.
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she frequently chauffer me to all the
best rock shows in town, she gave me
the bangingest vintage t-shirt for
Xmas. She's cool, she's cute, she's
totally sweet, has a bear-trap mind,
and I'm so lucky to have her as a
friend.
who told me she liked watching porn.
That was really huge moment, though I
tried not to let on much at the time.
Just add water--
it's a pool!
comes over to visit my mom. She has
excellent taste in music *and* fashion,
and gives really great love advice.
What's that? I can't make love anymore
cause I've been fixed? Well, Honey
doesn't know
-Word!-
skips a beat like a crushed out
het-boy, and I would lick every one of
your dishes clean, baby!! THEN-
make you a gourmet meal served on
the very same spotless china (I'm
thinkin somethin rare, juicy, and hot)
and after jam out with you on the
skins, me riffin some Bolan, and your
drug of choice...YOU ARE ROCK N
ROLL GLAMOUR AND DONT YOU
FORGET IT!!! XOXO
3-inch tall plastic SuperHero who
does dishes
risk getting washed down drain
21st Century Ninja Proverb-
if Honey want dishes washed
Susuki Udon wash dishes!
Wa-sa-bi!!!
got mad flavor. Get your mind out of the gutter, I'm
talking music. One of these days, when we're 84, we'll
finally get a band together and play out, because
we're both just too damn talented and/or
self-delsuional for it not to happen. As for Honey the
person, I submit this for your consideration. How can
someone so caring, kind, witty and smart also be so
beyond cool and so damn mischievous? And oh
yeah, Honey's pretty easy on the eyes, too. And she
comes wrapped in the most impeccable outfits; I hate
fashion but Honey always, always blows me away
with her sartorial brillance. So if you happen to be at a
party, on a stage, in a U-Haul with no air conditioning
traveling across the Southland, or in a kinfe fight in a
dark Center City alley, you want Honey on that wall.
You NEED Honey on that wall. Boys, if Honey lets
you in, you better git in while the gittin-in's good. And,
for a limited time, try her facon and iced coffee!