Location: A heavily fortified compound, Sector R, United States
The Pyrrhonism of my opinions has at all times rendered me notorious.
I hate Wafros, fake Led-Zeppelin, attention whores, Crackerstafarians, 70's revival, hippies, dog cheese.
I'm a guy that prances amusingly, tripping lightly through the forest upon tiny feets.
I am firmly convinced that Google is conspiring to infiltrate furry porn results into every search I do.
My Chocolate chip cookies can beat your Grandma's like a lifer in the hole shivving fresh fish in the showers at San Quentin.