Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
Do you hear the wind blowing through the spruce trees? Are they
calling my name to you? Because if they are you should probably get
help or something. That ain't right. I know a psychiatrist in town
and he only charges twelve dollars an hour to do a full psychiatric
review of his patients. It might be kind of weird that he asked me
to take my pants off and took pictures of my genitals for three
hours, but he said it was like, some Freudian thing that I wouldn't
understand anyways because I don't read books or whatever. Anyways,
I'm a great guy, and when you read this profile, you'll see why.
It's like a novel where you get hooked early on and have to figure
out how it ends.
And then it stops on a cliffhanger and you're all pissed off. But
unlike that book, which ended with a main character death or the
introduction of some fucking stupid plot point, this one ends with
you and me getting nasty in a bathroom stall. And the very last
word in the novel is "shame".
What I’m doing with my life
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Well this morning I went out to get coffee. I was feeling kinda
crappy so I just put my jeans over my pajama pants. My car was
frosted up real bad and I spilled some of the coffee on my crotch.
Tomorrow I might eat a sandwich. But I don't wanna say anything for
sure yet, life is unpredictable sometimes. I make enough money to
afford loaves of bread when they go on sale at four for four
dollars, and I spend a lot of time drinking in the bathroom in case
I get sick and throw up. I guess you could say I'm a man who likes
to be prepared.
I’m really good at
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Sonic the Hedgehog 1. I beat the fuck out of that game. I was sick
with the flu once for a week, and because I didn't want to move, I
just kept watching the only DVD in my Xbox which was King of Kong.
For a week. I probably saw it like a hundred and twenty times. It
changed me as a person and inspired me to get the high score at
Sonic the Hedgehog 1. I didn't quite make it though. Somebody beat
me to it, so I sent them a can of kidney beans in the mail. It was
supposed to be like, a vague, confusing sort of threat. I don't
know if they ever got the beans though; it was hard to make chili
that night so in retrospect it was kind of a bad idea.
The first things people usually notice about me
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Mostly stains. I am a messy eater. I get a lot of shit on my shirts
usually, and it's hard to wash out. I don't like washing machines
because loud noises frighten me, so I hand wash everything I own
with a bar of soap. I always smell lemony, and that's only in part
because of the cocktails I drink when I'm out of money; Pledge and
Orange Crush isn't as dangerous as people think, you just need to
do shit in moderation. Kind of like Mescaline.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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I like those bathroom reader books. I can learn about stuff and
they rate about a 3 on the Gunner Fog Index which is great 'cause I
don't have a very good vocabulary or nothing what like that. My
favorite movie is Blue Velvet, but mainly I just watch the scene
where Dennis Hopper kisses Kyle McLaughlin over and over. It was
artistically stylish, don't get the wrong idea. I don't watch
television because I don't want the cable guy coming into my
apartment, or anyone else for that matter; I don't need to go
through all that shit again, the cops were here for like two days
checking things out last time. I mostly listen to Abba albums at a
really low volume and at twenty percent speed, and I made a recipe
I like to call the "Poor Mans Pants Shitter Casserole" which is
made of like, a box of Kraft Dinner, an onion, and a shitload of
those little chili peppers. But I make sure I take the next day off
if I'm gonna make that for dinner because, well, the name should
have given that away anyhow.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Alexis Texas five times, and face-sitting videos.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Corn. I don't really get why that is. There is something about corn
that makes it endlessly fascinating. It can be used for so many
different things, but all of those different things are just for
eating. I just really, really like corn.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I cried once while watching Finding Nemo. It was only because I was
real sick and on a lot of drugs. I mean his fucking mother died,
give me a fucking break, am I the only one with any emotions? Who
the fuck puts that shit in a kids movie, anyways for Christ sake? I
didn't turn that shit on to watch a friggin' dramatic play, I
wanted to see CG fish do crazy shit while I tripped balls and threw
up into an ice cream bucket. Fuck you Pixar.
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You know what, fuck it. I didn't realize what a pain in the ass
was. I think I'm having flashbacks. All I can think about is that
scene in the fish movie where the dad fish is all like "oh shit
your mother died" and mom is dead and it was all quiet and sad. And
then just to fuck with you the whole thing fades to black and then
cheery music starts playing and it's all like "AND THEN IT WAS BACK
TO BUSINESS AS USUAL" but you're too FUCKED UP INSIDE TO WANT TO
KEEP GOING so you sit in the shower and cry while trying to wash
all the ants off of you. But they just keep coming. They never
stop. And then you are in the hospital and they are shoving
charcoal down your throat. Fuck, where am I?
Oh yeah, I also like gamer chicks. My favorite game is Cosmic
Carnage for the 32X. We could play it and then cuddle and you could
make me french toast or something. But you gotta pay your own
bills, I only have enough pop cans in my closet to buy groceries
once a week. This ain't a charity drive, I expect self sufficiency.
Don't try to steal any of my cans, you cunt.
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