Le Percemmon!?
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A Percivalian Reflection
Male
38 years old
Hordlotsoyl, Sandylan
United ArabEmirates
Last Login: 1/13/2008
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Le Percemmon!?'s Interests
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| General | Humor, Acting, Art, Philosophy, Flag Decals, Large Quantities of Gelatin | | Music | Classics: Todd Rundgren, Fleetwood Mac, John Prine. The Now: CAKE, Breaking Benjamin, Kaiser Chiefs, Apocalyptica The Not Yet: The Cleedyn Plixloid Revival, Three Parsecs Down | | Movies | All movies classified as Weird, old horror flicks, Harrold Lloyd films, Pulp Fiction, Resevoir Dogs (cheers Ethan), and V For Vendetta. | | Television | I believe that television is sucking out our creativity and self through a bendy straw, and don't make a habit of watching it. Sorry. I do enjoy History Channel and Colbert Report when the mood moods me, however. Cheer up | | Books | FREE PLAY: IMPROVisATIOn in Life and Art, Thich Nhat Hahn, Douglas Adams Books, Shround of the Thwacker, 1984, Crime and Punishment, 10 Reasons Why You Really Shouldn't Have Read This Book | | Heroes | I loves me some Jesus (D.O.C.)
Music Today: Quiet Riot
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Le Percemmon!?'s Details
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| Status: | Single | | Here for: | Friends | | Orientation: | Straight | | Hometown: | Hordlotsoyl | | Body type: | 0' 1" / Body builder | | Ethnicity: | White / Caucasian | | Religion: | Christian - other | | Zodiac Sign: | Cancer | | Smoke / Drink: | No / No | | Children: | Proud parent | | Education: | High school | | Occupation: | Trout | | Income: | Less than $30,000 |
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About me:
Percival: After a humiliating entry into this cruel world with a slap on the ass and a dunk in a sink, Percival entered the world of man. That's all that can really be said of his early childhood. Little Perce disappeared from the public eye at age .0054 with a dramatic exodus from the hospital the day after his birth utilizing a rope made from a bedsheet, used Kleenex, and his own umbilical cord. His where abouts were unknown until his suprising reentry into civilization in 2005 (after 16 years raised by a body painting parapalegic exotic sherpa dancer with a wonderful tenor voice). He went back into the care of his loving birth parents, who had conveniently forgotten about him until that very moment (they had three others, why care?). Even in this brave new non-Tibetan world, The young man carries on his loving (though leg-less) adoptive father's legacy with a love of the stage, a keen eye in the art studio, and really bad dance moves.
That kid we were talking about lives now in the village of Hordlotsoyl in the U.A.E. with his turban toting friends, eternally ashamed parents, three hideous siblings and a camel with a fierce foot fetish. He proudly attends the Hordlotoyl Memorial High School, and finds their ugly mascot pirky and invigorating.
Being of the Christian faith, Percival strives to love Jesus and Love Like Jesus in his every waking moment, no matter how much it sucks sometimes (Thanks Josh). He breaths in philosophy and Eastern ways of thought as he's found the Western thought to be growing very stale. Percival's life goal and passion is study of emotion and expression of his muse through art, acting and word. After losing a limb in a fierce game of Zaquitabatzitari (or Goat Ball), he had to drop competitive sports. Yet he strives to maintain a healthy lifestyle through running really far and lifting really heavy things (like calabashes and big boulders) every day. This way he maintains his... let's see... 1 cm tall body builder physique... ladies?
That would be all. Save the Lemmings.
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Who I'd like to meet:
First, I wish to track down those who came before me. Those that paved the way for me to arrive at this place. Then, I wish to find those who didn't find that last sentence a reflection of the pathetic shadow that is life in this ritzy suburbia, which pushes away the pain and suffering of the world outside these mighty walls which shelter and contain... and slap them until they bleed away their scarlet ignorance. Then, I'll probably go find an English major to decode my prose. What the hell?
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