I m gonna get meself a new bass guitar amplifier, a kayak, a butterfly knife, and a new wallet! Yarr!
If senses of humour had colours, mine would be the dark brownish-red that you get on a black metal sword if you take it,chop somebody's head off with it,leave it until tomorrow,chop off another head, and repeat the procedure 30 times.I like bloody jokes.
Age 28, Male
Lowborn scum
Learnin' smugglin'and thievin'
Moscow, Russia
Joined on 11/14/08
Posted by MyNameIsDeath - May 21st, 2011
I m gonna get meself a new bass guitar amplifier, a kayak, a butterfly knife, and a new wallet! Yarr!
Posted by MyNameIsDeath - December 14th, 2010
Remind me never to talk of 'em.
I always get into a flame war cuz of me being an anarchist and an extreme anti-nazi (I think they should all be hanged).
I also can't talk about politics without swearing like a pig-man town drunk drug addict on steroids and LSD who is living the last moments of his life in a trash compactor, which I normally never do.
Posted by MyNameIsDeath - November 12th, 2010
Just finished reading the Farseer triology.It is super uber awsum.I am actually left speechless by the sheer grandness of it.
Posted by MyNameIsDeath - July 1st, 2010
I have a passport now!
The evil authorities now have proof of my existence, malicious lazy bastard that I am.
It has, like,shiny writing that sez RUSSIA the way it sez it on T-shirts, and a picture of a mutant eagle with two heads on it.
So now I'm officially SERIOUSLY RUSSIAN.
Posted by MyNameIsDeath - June 4th, 2010
I'm 14 now, and by law I have to get my passport, but I need a hella shitload of documents 4 that, and I have no fucking time, and the buggers at the passort table will be all like,our passport man got to take a shit for 2 months so wait wait wait you dumb kid.
Posted by MyNameIsDeath - June 1st, 2010
It goes, "When you order something on the internet, the guy who brings it is impawsibbly PHAT, looks like he could do with a bra, and speaks in a squeaky voice."
Posted by MyNameIsDeath - April 30th, 2010
I have some illness with a cough and a sore throat, and the damn woman ordered me some antibiotics that make me so sick I think i'll puke out my stomach, and have the taste of rotten elephant molars boiled in bullpiss. I think she employs a strategy known under the codename of "Hey kiddo, drink some tetrodotoxin, the disease will go away".