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fuckyeahcoffee

30 F Dublin, Ireland

My Details

Last Online
Today – 5:13am
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 3″ (1.60m)
Body Type
Curvy
Diet
Anything
Smokes
Yes
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Religion
Atheism, and laughing about it
Sign
Education
Graduated from masters program
Job
Other
Income
Relationship Status
Open relationship
Relationship Type
Strictly non-monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t want kids
Pets
Speaks
English

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
Just having a little look-see around this virtual Argos catalogue of boys for the moment, thank you.

Yes, yes, I know I've no photo. I'm neither circus fat, nor do I have any major facial deformities. I have my reasons... Ooh, mysterious...

Edit: I put up the above pictures mostly for the horror that the mouse over would inspire. Guess it contradicts the facial deformities bit.
What I’m doing with my life
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I once made a 200 mile round trip across international borders just to buy some rashers.

I once broke into a fairly famous artist's apartment and used his fancy high-tech Japanese toilet. I also drank quite a lot of his whiskey.

I once kissed a gay man who claimed to be a former lover of Francis Bacon whilst wearing a false moustache. The moustache fell off half way through, though, so the jig may have been up.
EDIT: HOLY FUCKING SHIT, THIS WAS THE GUY! I SHIT YOU NOT! http://www.irishtimes.com/news/crime-and-law/thomas-byrne-sentenced-to-16-years-for-theft-and-fraud-1.1614282

I once developed a physical dependency on caffeine. Had to go cold turkey for a while, but me and coffee are all good again now and no longer pathologically co-dependent.

I once had a job which involved me sewing a large sack, putting on a tyvek suit, climbing into the aforementioned sack, being given a breathing tube, being hoisted up on a forklift, having the sack sprayed with expanding polyurethane foam and then being cut out of the sack. The foam-covered sack became an art. It's in a gallery in Mexico now.

I once brought a snorkel to an orgy. It was only a small orgy, though. Technically the smallest orgy possible.

The long-term goal of my work is to create the seeds of alternative civic infrastructures that will eventually displace the state. Though mostly I get paid to make civil servants write things on post-it notes (shh. Don't tell them about my quasi-seditious intentions).

Today I bought a bitchin' pair of rollerskates in a second hand shop which I then had a go on in the park. A small child who was also on rollerskates, but doing far, far better job of it than me. I cannot convey the look of utter contempt and disgust that child gave me.
The first things people usually notice about me
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That I'm drunk. And where did I get that armadillo?
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I'm not half as clever as either I or other people think I am.
I’m looking for
  • Guys who like girls
  • Ages 23–40
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
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You shouldn't. You really shouldn't.