I’m a bibliobimbo and a card-carrying dudeist living by the Take It Easy Manifesto. My blood is comprised of half whiskey and half fear of my enemies.
I really like Oxford commas (RIP), and rosemary triscuits.
Other than that, I read, I write, and I press the crosswalk buttons when I'm not even crossing the street.
You can occasionally find me at dreazil.tumblr.com
I’m also great at cuddling, riding public transit, drinking beer, gallivanting around town (sometimes naked), counting sheep, procrastinating, and making dirty jokes.
People call me the SAT whisperer, I have a rather large vocabulary. Blame it on the books.
Is whiskey a food group?
My brother and I are a lot alike. So much so that, given our 98% match, OKCupid put him in my quiver. Rejected.
-You want to go to a monster truck show
-You think Dumbledore is Ronald Weasley
-You can figure out my namesake based on only knowing that he's a producer who can rap and control the maestro.
-You know that no one under the age of 40 can be that much of a Huey Lewis fan.
-You won't judge me for mentioning whiskey 3 times in my profile.
-You gallivant on adventures
-You like beer and whiskey (#4! What is my deal?)
-You don't take life too seriously
-You're an unapologetic cuddler
If you message me “i wood lik 2 penis sex ur vagna butt,” I reserve the right to barf on your new shoes.