I was born on November 10, 1775
in a bomb crater.
My Mother was an M16.
My Father was the Devil.
And each moment that I live
is an additional threat upon your Life.
I eat barbed wire,
piss napalm,
and I can shoot a round through a flea's ass at 300 meters.
I travel the Globe, festering on anti Americans everywhere I go.... Read More
heh, i find this clip to be the perfect metaphor for my interactions in the Current Events Board. Granted, the two presenters are much more tactful than I have been, but then again, given my audience, I never felt the need to be tactful~
theres no real point to this new blog post other than to get my previous one off my "Main". its not exactly the first impression i want to make to whomever clicks on my name. heh.
For most of my young adult life, I was in training to become an Artist. As a high school student, I attended a school offering programs in Performing as well as Visual Arts. Along with basic academic courses such as math, science, history, I also had two studio classes a day dedicated towards the visual arts - such as painting, drawing, and sculpture.... Read More