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Well, where to start, at the beginning, is it? is it fuck, cant be bothered, so a quick run down will nicely, until the dark, dark day that I can be bothered. I’m 25, I live in Swindon have a bloody lovely mum, Nan, granddad and animals. Who should all be made saints for having to put with me. I am actually a pirate (its true, confirmation was achieved at pirates of the Caribbean, Euro Disney. we can smell our own, you see) I have far too many tattoos, which means I have no where near enough yet (the logic is sound, muva luva!!) I also have a fair few piercing and NO, I don’t set off metal detectors, and Yes, it did hurt…..when I fell from heaven. 
I must be the worlds messiest coffee maker. I like the smell of rum and nicotine. I have a massive phobia of heights, although I wouldn’t really call it a phobia, because a phobia is an irrational fear of something. And there’s nothing irrational about being scared shitless of falling from a bloody great height only to smash into jam on the floor. I do however have one phobia, which is totally irrational. But we shall leave that for now. I often say things well before even thinking about, thinking about saying them, which often lands me in trouble, but not as much as my never ending habit of saying things truly offensive, but with no malice behind it. So please don’t take any offence from what I say. Just bad jokes init. Although now having hit the quarter century mark, I cant get past a serious love for movies and TV shows I loved when but a nipper. Which I think is fair enough, the 80’s were the best decade for media ever. Abound with classics such as, the A-team, the Indiana Jones trilogy (the best trilogy ever, you can stick your star wars up your arse mate, ) bulls eye, the back to the future trilogy (the 2nd best) Ghostbusters, pob, the Goonies, dangermouse, beetle juice and flight of the navigator, to name but a few. I will one day own ecto1. I love all the bands that I love but hate a lot more, most probably your band or your favourite band, because…. well actually I don’t have a reason, I’m just a bit of a shit like that. snoogans. the worlds best trained hedgehog lived in my old garden, his name is anthrax, and my hedgehog could beat up your hedgehog so buuuggggerrrrr orrrf. I don’t know why I find farts so funny, but know too well why I find cuckoo clocks hilarious. Every so often I get it into my mind that I shall be in the Guinness book of records, a feat I shall one day complete. The only problem is due to a large dose of apathy, the only record attempt I seem to try and break is having the longest left big toe nail in the world. Only the left big toe mind. Cant be arsed to grow the rest. I really like snow, no I mean I REALLY like so snow, I really want to spend one Christmas in a log cabin in Lapland (with British tv channels of course, everyone knows Christmas has the best shows and movies, its now tradition to get shit faced and watch scrooged and Santa Claus the movie) One day I would love to accomplish an earth shattering feat. A moment to be regaled as the greatest event to befall recent civilisation. A true marker point in the evolution of mankind. Until that day I’m quite content with managing to wake up. I want to see a new primary colour. I really like going to aquariums, but have not been to one in years I live in the middle of the country side with nothing but fields full of boring animals like, horses and cows, in front and behind my house. Which yeah is nice and quite and stuff. But does get really boring and on a day such as this when there’s fuck all to do and it’s a 2 mile walk to the bus stop, I end up writing a load of crap in my about me section on myspace. And if you have reached this point in my pointless ponderings, then you too must live in a tedious little town like this. I feel your pain brothers and sisters. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, I’ve rambled for far too long, and may add more another day, ye just don’t know do ye. 
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