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H.I.R. is the only one that got it right, as I was not an extra in High Fidelity, although a friend of mine was. I was in a knife fight before, even got picked up for it, but the cops let us go 'cuz we were friends just acting insanely stupid (a Westside Story-esque knife fight in the middle of a park is one of the worst ideas I've ever been a part of), and thank god they didn't actually arrest us, cuz that way I only had to make up a lie to tell my mother as to why I had cuts all over my arms. I am also descended from the bastard son of King Vilhelm (sp?) of Prussia, who stole a bunch of Prussian government secrets and bought a bunch of land in northern Wisconsin that had Native American tribes living on in and duly declared himself King of Little Swamaco (I have no clue as to the whereabouts of Big Swamaco). |
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