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"Hello, Sidney"
PW, it may be less confusing to say it straight up, but it's much more amusing to watch the confusion ensue.
Aye, strong truth. Personally, I'm crap at text, but I do enjoy the practice. I try to work through as many positions as I can, but I can often feel embarrassed or exhausted, during and afterwards. However, if someone really feels joy from what I'm doing, then I'm accomplishing what I set out to achieve and it's worth the exposure. Does my fun look big in this?
Back on topic: I don't have the technology to play along, I'm afraid, and I'm too paranoid to show my face online. However, apparently, with my mask off I resemble a less edgy version of this chap. - and my hair isn't as fiery either.
Triplets, I realised who you your picture reminds me of yesterday: a young Philip K. Dick. Indeed, I reckon you could be his nephew or something.
(Hmmm... so... I really want to add some kind of nice parenthesis here about how much I like Mr Dick and how I think he was a rather handsome fellow, but that's bad, right? Also, I reckon my projected likenesses are as good as that daft website's guesses, eh?) |
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