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B-Thrashmaster

		The Thrashman hits your space Male 28 years old Covington, KENTUCKY United States Last Login: 9/3/2007

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B-Thrashmaster's Interests

General	Hip Hop, Movies, Video Games, Beautiful Women
Music	Talib Kweli, Mos Def, Dead Prez, Murs, Little Brother, Redman, Methodman, Nas, Wu-Tang, Beyonce, Kelly Rowland, LEtonya Luckett, Fantasia, Alecia Keys
Movies	The Matrix, Four Brothers, Love Jones, The Best Man, Morgan Freeman, Batman Begins, Monsters ball, (You know why),
Television	Seinfeld, 24, The Sheild, Chappelle show,
Books	I read comic books when I get the chance. Alan Moore, Grant Morrison, Warren Ellis, Mark Waid, Dwayne Mcduffie, independant stuff. I like detective stories, Walter Mosely. And spy stuff, Robert Ludlam and whatever I get my hands on. God help me I still read the Source and XXL
Heroes	My Dad, isn't that corny?

B-Thrashmaster's Details

Status:	Single
Here for:	Networking, Dating, Friends
Orientation:	Straight
Hometown:	Covington
Body type:	Some extra baggage
Ethnicity:	Black / African descent
Religion:	Christian - other
Zodiac Sign:	Sagittarius
Smoke / Drink:	No / Yes
Children:	Love kids, but not for me
Education:	Some college
Occupation:	Manager

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About me:
I am 23, I love Hip Hop Music, I hate most rappers you can think of including Nelly, Tupac, Ludicris, Little John and etc. I play way too many video games, and have bitch slapped more than my fair share in Halo, and various other Xbox live shootem ups.
In that regard my true love is the old Nintendo, which I still boot up for mario and Excite Bike.
I manage a resteraunt in Covington on the night shift so I sleep odd hours. I think my sleeping patterns make me a little weird sometimes because I can not sleep through the day, when I need to be sleeping.
I get mad really easy, and I try not to take it out on everyone around me but usually no one takes me seriously enough to care. People tend to enjoy my rants so I thought why not Blog about them.

The name Diversion therapy popped into my head when I was thinking about what to name the blog. I figured that the blog would be me getting my rants out so I don't have to kidney punch every bad driver, whiny kid, and horrible customer service rep I come into contact with. For their sakes I hope it works.

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Abs/Stomach

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Who I'd like to meet:
Interesting people who like to discuss interesting topics, (The word interesting is very subjective) and who don't mind my rants about the food service industry. Also any lovely ladies out there who don't mind hanging out with a man who comes home smelling like food sometimes.

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John Richard LeMar	Oct 31 2009 3:29 AM
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John Richard LeMar	Nov 22 2007 6:02 AM
John Richard LeMar	Oct 31 2007 6:00 AM Top 10 Signs That You're Too Old to Trick or Treat ... 10. You get winded from knocking on the door. 9. You have to have another kid chew the candy for you. 8. You ask for high fiber candy only. 7. When someone drops a candy bar in your bag, you lose your balance and fall over. 6. People say, "What a scary mask!" but you're not wearing a mask! 5. When the door opens you yell, "Trick or..." and can't remember the rest. 4. By the end of the night, you have a bag full of restraining orders. 3. You have to carefully choose a costume that won't dislodge your hairpiece. 2. You're the only Power Ranger in the neighborhood with a walker. 1. You avoid going to homes where your ex-spouses live.
John Richard LeMar	Sep 18 2007 4:27 AM Three couples want to join a church, but the pastor has a rule that all new members must go three weeks without having sex. Three weeks go by and the first couple comes back. The pastor says, "So how did it go?" "It was pretty hard, but we made it," says the first couple. "Well, welcome to our church," says the pastor. The second couple comes back and the pastor asks them the same question. Their reply is the same as the first couple's. The third couple comes back and the pastor asks them the same question, and they reply, "Well, we were doing pretty well until last night when she bent over to pick up that can of pork and beans and I just put it to her." "Well, I'm sorry, but you're not welcome to our church," says the pastor. "That's okay," says the third couple, "We're moving. We're not welcome at the grocery store either."
The Hallspace Charts His Legacy	Sep 3 2007 4:38 PM dude, do you ever log in anymore? your picture! :)
John Richard LeMar	Sep 1 2007 6:34 AM
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John Richard LeMar	May 13 2007 7:15 PM Yo! You need to get those tracker comments off your page. That's how hackers get through. Delete them, change your password, then let your friend know that she's been hacked.
John Richard LeMar	Apr 18 2007 7:16 AM Marriage is not a word. It is a sentence--a life sentence. Marriage is very much like a violin; after the sweet music is over, the strings are attached. Marriage is love. Love is blind. Therefore, marriage is an institution for the blind. Marriage is an institution in which a man loses his Bachelor's Degree and the woman gets her Masters. Marriage is a thing which puts a ring on a woman's finger and two under the man's eyes. Marriage certificate is just another word for a work permit. Marriage is not just a having a wife, but also worries inherited forever. Marriage requires a man to prepare 3 types of "rings": * The Engagement Ring * The Wedding Ring * The Suffering
John Richard LeMar	Apr 7 2007 10:23 PM I'm not selling storm windows, won't audit your taxes. I'm just here to bring you some fun and delight. Eat, drink, and be merry! Let's party tonight!" So they sipped diet soda and swapped silly jokes, Those birds and their bunny just being plain folks. Then flop-ears said, "Hey, friends, we've had quite a ball, But my chickens and I are now due in St. Paul!" He crossed both his eyes. Then he wiggled one ear, And he yelled to his chicken team, "We're outta here!" As the minivan rose in the 3 a.m. sky, He called out, "Later, Phil! And to you, Rose, good-bye!" As he sped out of sight, his two friends heard him say, "Happy Easter to all! Have a beautiful day!"
John Richard LeMar	Apr 7 2007 9:23 PM 'Twas the night before Easter. All was calm and laid back. Fred, the mouse in the kitchen, snarfed down a late snack. The eggs were all dyed but still drippy and sticky... To be honest, they looked just a little bit icky. There were big jelly beans, chocolate bunnies and such, And as Fred stuffed his face, he sighed, "This is too much!" Phil and Rose were in bed watching late night TV, While munching saltines with low-sodium Brie. Then a sudden commotion rang out in the night. It shook Phil and Rose, really gave them a fright. Phil's hair stood on end, and his eyes bugged out big... Rose whipped off the covers and knocked off her wig. They lunged to the window, yanked open the blinds... What they saw was amazing; it boggled their minds: Across the night sky, with a noise like the dickens, Soared a minivan drawn by eight overgrown chickens! At the wheel sat a bunny -- cute, fuzzy and fat -- In designer blue jeans and a Panama hat. Like a speeding space shuttle, those chickens they flew, As the van driver called to each hen in his crew: "Now, Ashley! Now, Sheila! Now, Kelsey and Bo! On Bethany, Liza! On Daphne, on Flo!" The van made its landing lickety-split ... Nearly wiped out the shrubs and the barbecue pit! Then up on the roof, much to Phil's consternation, They squawked of egg prices and space navigation. They made so much noise that Phil started to stammer, "If you guys don't shut up, we'll get thrown in the slammer!" Fuzzy hopped down the chimney, amidst all this racket, And emerged from the fireplace, adjusting his jacket. This bunny was chic, he had class, he had flair .. Not your average bozo, not your typical hare. His ears were enormous; his huge overbite Was right under a nose like a pink neon light. His manner was smooth, he was hip, he was cool; This floppy-eared bunny was no fuzzy fool. "While I'm here," he smiled, "Everybody relaxes
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The Hallspace Charts His Legacy	Jan 2 2007 4:59 PM Happy New Year Comment Graphics
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