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Ah, excellent! Now I shall whine less. I suppose when it's cold we could all where invisible coats. They're busy makeing them in Japan. No, I'm afraid Quorn doesn't. Haven't been to Mexico, but I have visited Hell. Does that count? I wanted to make a joke, but I'd have to lie to do it, so I actually don't own a duvet cover to my knowledge. Have done the volantary thing. I'm the Spyder because when I was six I realized my real name was Spyder. It works like this: you have no choice what you're named (barring certain legal measures), so why should you use the name others impose upon you. So, my real name is Spyder. My other name is just my fictionsuit for the outside world. green, black, and orange are the colour negatives for red, white, and blue. It goes with the anti-amerika thing. Anti-Amerika is a place inside my head. It's sort of a reverse american way kind of facist state, with one compotent leader running everything wisely. It's a simulator I programed into my head so I could watch and see what happens.
I dislike pasta. Every kind of pasta. Call me a frak if you wish. |
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