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Bear, son of Olaf
Ride Loose!
Created on 2002-01-23 18:59:15 (#448196), last updated 2009-10-04
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like to fish, i like the docile tones of a plucked guitar or banjo. as you can see, i have ruined my eyesight through countless late night hours in the lab toiling over books and test tubes and petri dishes. and although i never did perfect that nuclear device made from things under my kitchen sink, i did however, achieve enlightenment. It was nice, i'd have to say. My favorite interjection is: "Indeed!" or a well-placed "By jove!" I was also involved in a daring escape from under in the iron curtain in 1987 in which i drove a volkswagen pugeot onto a ramp and cleared the berlin wall with a full 360 degree spin. not only did i impress the secret police, but i got away to tell the tale. You have probably never heard of this, but due to the subsequent soviet cover-up, im not really all that surprised. once whilst i was waiting for my pot pie in the oven, i coded out my entire genome.
It all started one july in the ealry 1980's, i was assembled from the latest technology in the sands of Nevada as part of a secretive government program known only in certain high powered circles as project sandypants. The object of the experiment is classified, although i can tell you that the experiment ended in horrible failure and i have since harbored a hatred for sand in my skivvies. Shortly thereafter, i was to be hidden in the suburbs north of Boston massachusetts. It was not untill age 5 that i began to relive all my repressed memories of the experiement i was built for.
anyways ive gotten better and better assimilating into the human race, and have adopted most areas of pop-culture to the affect such that i am now nearly indistinguishable from an actual human being, which is a completely arduous journey wrought with difficulties only a cyborg as myself could identify with. The truth of the matter is that i wont bore you with details.
later i became the leader of my very own chapter of the Loose Riders organization, although there have been succsesses and casualties of operation, we are each day coming closer and closer to achieving our mission of clandestine fact finding, and ammasing an endless stockpile of federally outlawed snacks and ice tea. We acknowledge the fact that our existance in the United States can only end in an explosion-y fire-y deathball of hot gas, as the national gaurd is called in to kill me and steal our snacks. please join us (only, and please only, if you DO HAVE WHAT IT TAKES PLEASE!!!) in our quest to see the entire country behind our glucose driven cause.
Peace and Fraternity!
RIDE LOOSE!
like to fish, i like the docile tones of a plucked guitar or banjo. as you can see, i have ruined my eyesight through countless late night hours in the lab toiling over books and test tubes and petri dishes. and although i never did perfect that nuclear device made from things under my kitchen sink, i did however, achieve enlightenment. It was nice, i'd have to say. My favorite interjection is: "Indeed!" or a well-placed "By jove!" I was also involved in a daring escape from under in the iron curtain in 1987 in which i drove a volkswagen pugeot onto a ramp and cleared the berlin wall with a full 360 degree spin. not only did i impress the secret police, but i got away to tell the tale. You have probably never heard of this, but due to the subsequent soviet cover-up, im not really all that surprised. once whilst i was waiting for my pot pie in the oven, i coded out my entire genome.
It all started one july in the ealry 1980's, i was assembled from the latest technology in the sands of Nevada as part of a secretive government program known only in certain high powered circles as project sandypants. The object of the experiment is classified, although i can tell you that the experiment ended in horrible failure and i have since harbored a hatred for sand in my skivvies. Shortly thereafter, i was to be hidden in the suburbs north of Boston massachusetts. It was not untill age 5 that i began to relive all my repressed memories of the experiement i was built for.
anyways ive gotten better and better assimilating into the human race, and have adopted most areas of pop-culture to the affect such that i am now nearly indistinguishable from an actual human being, which is a completely arduous journey wrought with difficulties only a cyborg as myself could identify with. The truth of the matter is that i wont bore you with details.
later i became the leader of my very own chapter of the Loose Riders organization, although there have been succsesses and casualties of operation, we are each day coming closer and closer to achieving our mission of clandestine fact finding, and ammasing an endless stockpile of federally outlawed snacks and ice tea. We acknowledge the fact that our existance in the United States can only end in an explosion-y fire-y deathball of hot gas, as the national gaurd is called in to kill me and steal our snacks. please join us (only, and please only, if you DO HAVE WHAT IT TAKES PLEASE!!!) in our quest to see the entire country behind our glucose driven cause.
Peace and Fraternity!
RIDE LOOSE!
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