A long time ago, in a place nearly 100 miles away, the geek in the picture to your left, got out of school and got in line to accept the mental reprogramming of the killing breed. Infantry has showed him the extremes of weather, hatred, pain, death, comraderie, stubborness, and the lovely sound of exploding bodies. For reassurance, know that I'm not quite what one would label "sane", however, I feel I'm in a better state of mind than some of the fanatics that killed and are killing my buddies, in the sense that I'd rather kill slow with hours of torture than do that shoot and run away bullshit or us a remote bomb and flee like a bitch... but I get weird ideas for horror flicks from my rage too, hehehe (one consisting of a guy in the woods using corkscrews, cheese graters, and fish hooks... you do the math). For my Metal, I like it like my coffee... BLACK AND EVIL!! As for the freedom of religion, I'm proud to say I have none. My fuckin' choice and if you don't like it, you know how you got here, just as easy to leave. As far as my playing of the guitar goes, if anyone can put up with my occasional stupidity, I'd love to get a band goin'... but until I do, I'll be torturing my fingers with my Ibanez.
Evil, Satanic, and Horror pictures
Evil, Satanic, and Horror pictures Isn't this chick hot?
Your Deadly Sins
