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I vote to keep it short and sweet. love the reference, by the way!
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kind of. I'm afraid of falling. I'll lean against the glass on the window of a skyscraper but I hate ladders. as long as I'm on something secure, I'm all about being up high.
If I'm more than three feet off the ground and don't feel secure, I lose my shit because my depth perception is terrible and I'm always scared to ruin my already shitty ankles misjudging a jump or fall. permanently fucking up my legs scares me more than dying. -
clear my debts and those of my closest family and friends, then get a house.
and a 2012 mustang shelby GT 500. -
baby spinach instead of lettuce. trust me on this one. it's magic.
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I'm a night owl, so sleeping in is kind of a given.
however if I sleep past 9:30am more than once a week, I get really mad at myself for wasting the day. -
Fluxx. in terms of traditional card games, I play texas hold 'em on occasion but I'm kind of awful at it.
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"HEY, SHITHEAD."
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I had a treasure trove of He-Man and She-Ra shit I inherited from my older cousins, including Castle Greyskull. that thing was BOSS.
I also still have a stuffed giraffe named Seebee somewhere in my attic that I loved when I was really little. Not sure where the name came from or who named it. -
is 'arthouse action' a genre? if not, it should be. Netflix calls them 'visually striking action films'. Bunraku and the Fifth Element are prime examples.
also, really terrible or old horror movies. -
too many. I have a particular fondness for things acquired at concerts: ticket stubs, t shirts, autographs, and the like. at the top of the list is one of Bob Bryar's drumsticks from the Black Parade launch show in Boston, MA and Thursday's setlist from a show at the same address a few years later, (though it's now a new venue). something about that place is just lucky for me, I guess!
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hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaNo.
it's a silly thing my friends and I recorded at like 4am but this is the only recording that involves me singing that I'm aware of (I'm just backing vocals, the main vocalist is Chris of Seeking Quiddity): http://www.yourgeekworld.net/backinup.mp3
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I have to be in the mood for them. Snakc Factory garlic and parmesan pretzel chips are pretty boss, though. and they're only like a dollar a bag at Target, so if I'm going for something salty/savory it's usually those. or Wheat Thins.
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super late responding to this, but anyone who deliberately causes another person pain in the pit is on my shit list. and being on my shit list tends to leave people bleeding, crying, or unconscious.
also, if someone falls, you PICK THEM UP. -
a pair of naturalizer boots that I've worn huge holes in the bottoms of.
I keep hoping that I'll find another pair similar enough that I'll throw them away, but it's never going to happen. I need to get them resoled. there's metal sticking out of them. it isn't pretty. -
I'd smash your face for six bucks and a Dr. Pepper
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languages. and instruments. and generally anything requiring hand-eye coordination and/or a certain degree of patience and memory.
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I know this question is supposed to be about SRS BZNS god, but I'm just picturing Alan Rickman's character from Dogma relaying messages from Alanis Morissette and this mental picture is to awesome to let go of so I can answer this properly. sorry.
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If I thought I would be able to do something? sure. but the problem with our system isn't the president. it's the plethora of shitstains around him who are basically paid to argue and make sure shit never gets done, most of whom are crooked as fuck and don't see beyond what impacts them personally.
I think we're in a pretty sad state when they only politician I would genuinely like to see in office right now is a goddamned gangster, but you know what? when the mafia ran my city, it was a better city to be in. Cianci for president.
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ahahahahaahahahaha oh dear god no
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I bought myself a bass this year. Fender Squier Jaguar. vintage body shape, jazz pickups, maple neck, rosewood fretboard. sexy thing. happy birthday to me.
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Nikki Homicide’s Bio
Equal parts tattoos, sci-fi, rock and roll, and hard liquor. Shake until thoroughly blended. Serve ice cold.
Also, I have an evil twin/alter ego who may or may not be a streetwalking cheetah with a capital G.
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