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I seem to be making decent progress in my continued effort to get the trash kicked out of me by the city of NY. I'm waging my war of idiocy across many fronts, and reports from the field are looking good. In an amazing turn of events, my wolf man dating profile scored like a true mother fucking player this weekend. Refresh your memory here and run a profile search for Lord_manimal. I may have been a little liberal with my use of the words "mother fucking player" since the girl turned out to be gay, which I took to mean as"gay for you, the guy with the retarded dating profile." But she was nice in that "I use lesbianism as a defense mechanism" sort of way. My other campaign, one that I have christened "Project: Total Dancefloor Disaster" is running like a well oiled machine, which is great since my dance moves also happen to resemble a well oiled machine. My attempts at trying to lure people I don't know into break dance fights is regarded with less and less amusement each and every time, almost to the point of degenerating into real fights. Added to the fact that I only challenge those that clearly have no rhythm and couldn't possibly withstand a barrage of well timed pops and locks, and you have the perfect recipe for comedy that only feeds one: me. My crazy drunk campaign isn't so much a campaign as it's just the way I am. My friends and I spent most of the night perfecting our kung-fu chop against one another (coming soon on video) much to the displeasure of our necks. Little did I know my friends and I were actually in training for a higher purpose. A fight broke out and our practice in idiocy soon became a lesson in heroism. I'm pleased to say that the fight was stalled long enough for the real law enforcers to show up through the cunning use of well honed kung-fu chopping, I kid you not. Much love to my friend John from Colorado for actually kung-fu yelling while he delivered his chops. You're an inspiration to us all.
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