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My name is
A D A M
(otherwise known as the Penguin King)
The Life and Times of The Penguin King
abridged for school use
I was born Helmut Stingray Junior Junior (Adam for short) in the wagon of a travelling show, the seventeenth son of Helmut Stingray Junior Senior, the illustrious Belgian silversmith and thief, and his quarter-sister, the infamous Katerina Von Blackheart, esteemed aristocrat, ferocious prostitute and improbable contortionist. I weighed a mighty seven stones and 12 pounds.
My mother died in childbirth.
My formative years were mostly spent travelling through Eastern Europe atop our stolen circus wagon, minstreling, pillaging and raping in the time-honoured family way. By the age of six, I had sired some three hundred bastard children, two hundred and three of whom I named Roderick.
Sadly, my inital batch of children were tragically slain and devoured one fateful night. I was terribly hungry. I shall miss Roderick most of all.
I then decided to become a great Thespian; I had always had an affinity with the Greeks. Without further ado, I moved to Thespia, and taught them the Eastern discipline known as acting. I recorded my exploits pictorially:
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More on that in this vault .
By 1843, I had founded the world's first chain of convenience brothels, known globally as Yon Trollop Shack. It was in the Constantinople branch that I met the lust of my life, Baroness Haroldina Singh-Cohen, a half-Hindi-half-Jewish courtesan of moderate repute. Upon meeting, we fornicated like hares until 1847. She died tragically of a combination of syphillis and exhaustion. During this night of passion, I sired another 67 bastards, this time all named for future Blue Peter presenters.
In 1912, in order to console myself following the loss of my oh-so-precious Howardina, my three favourite sons (Diane-Louise, Romana and Anthea) and myself set sail for the New World. Upon arrival, we discovered that the New World had already been discovered and was now named "America". Soon after disembarking Diane-Louise and Anthea died of syphillis. Following the loss of both his brothers and lovers, my youngest darling lad Romana died of a broken heart. And syphillis.
Spurred on by the deaths of all those close to me, I decided to become immortal. After a brief pow-wow with God and Satan, I was granted said immortality, on the condition that I would one day die. Satisfied with this bargain, I continued on my trek.
Twenty years later, in 1678, I invented the internet. Believing it to be the most dangerous creature ever bred, my colleague Copernicus and I captured the beast and buried it deep in the Earth's molten core. However, in 1978, a group of perverts unearthed it on an archaeological dig to discover the last pair of knickerbockers donned by the famed motion picture star Miss Natalie Wood. I found these men and explained that as Miss Wood drowned, her undergarments were also consigned to the briny depths, most likely in the stomach of some horrific kraken. Stunned by my superior wisdom, they immediately combusted.
However, by this time, the Internet had, to my noteworthy disdain, already been freed. I waged war on the creature, adopting The Penguin King as my heroic nom du guerre. The battle was mercifully brief, and the hideous brute devoured me, along with my comrades, the Republic of Atlantis and the Ink Thief. Thus imprisoned to this day, I sought other ways to spread my influence.
Hence, I created a religion devoted to my worship. It is known by many aliases, among them Scientology, Penguinism, and Roman Catholicism. Officially, however, it is known as the Church for the Understanding of both Newness & Tradition. Or C.U.N.T.
Add me and we shall continue my quite astounding life quest of exploration and debauchery as companions and, possibly, lovers.
Post-Script: In order to clone me effectively, one requires:
Advanced Global Personality Test Results
Extraversion |||||||||| 40%
Stability |||||||||||||| 60%
Orderliness |||| 13%
Accommodation |||||||||||||| 56%
Interdependence |||||| 23%
Intellectual |||||||||||||||| 70%
Mystical |||||||||||||||| 63%
Artistic |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Religious |||||||||| 36%
Hedonism |||||||||||||| 56%
Materialism |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Narcissism |||||||||||||||| 63%
Adventurousness |||||| 23%
Work ethic |||||| 23%
Self absorbed |||||| 30%
Conflict seeking || 10%
Need to dominate |||||||||||||||| 70%
Romantic |||||| 23%
Avoidant |||||||||||||||||||| 83%
Anti-authority |||||||||||||||||||| 90%
Wealth |||||| 23%
Dependency |||||||||||| 43%
Change averse |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Cautiousness |||||||||||||||| 70%
Individuality |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Sexuality |||||| 30%
Peter pan complex |||||||||||||||| 70%
Physical security |||||||||||||||| 63%
Physical Fitness |||||||||| 37%
Histrionic |||||||||||||| 56%
Paranoia |||||||||||||||||| 76%
Vanity |||||||||||||||| 70%
Hypersensitivity |||||| 23%
Female cliche |||||||||||| 50% Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:


Bohemians, circus performers, intelligent apes, royalty and, most fervently of all, Sir Kerry Katona.

If you feel you fit the bill, do not hesitate to contact me by electronic mail:

[email protected]

Some of my most esteemed colleagues are shown below. Many of them I have met in person. Not a process I would heartily recommend unless appropriately attired with a golden breast-plate and razor-sharp wit.

Also, click here to join the comedic fellowship. You shan't regret it. Much.

Finally, I also reside at the following residence. It is my summer palace:

A'dam O'Brien http://kingpingu.bebo.com/

In any case, I'm rambling quite incessantly. How uncharacteristically dull of me.

Further pictorial evidence of the fantastical exploits of my fellow adventurers can be found in the gallery to be found directly below this preamble:

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Finally, my coterie of close personal friends/fervent admirers is listed in the ensuing panel:

My Blog

The Brie, The Bullet, And The Black Cat

C a s a b l a n c a 1942 Last Thursday, a terrible murder took place in the manor house of the Governor of Casablanca. The victim was the world-renowned mime artist, The Black Cat. He ostensibly commi...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 09:21:00 GMT

HATE .1966: 1966

Yes, yet another rant. And the last one wasn't that long ago. So fuck. Get over it. I have a lot of feelings. NOTE: This post may offend you if you are an extremely patriotic Englishperson. Thank you....
Posted by on Fri, 02 Jun 2006 07:56:00 GMT

HATE .452: FAKE CELEBRITY MYSPACES

Yes, it's that time of the month again. And I am mad. Why? You'll see... MySpace is great. Those of us that use it cannot deny it. We may hate how it has gradually insinuated itself into our daily rou...
Posted by on Sun, 28 May 2006 19:01:00 GMT

Irvine: As I See It

This post is dedicated to Mark Macdonald. Without your constant badgering, I doubt this post would've seen the light of day. Thank you from the darkest recesses of my soul. My Saturday was far mo...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Apr 2006 21:05:00 GMT

The Friday Night Story:

Baggy = OK. Cunt Pit = Shite. Sums it up methinks.
Posted by on Sat, 01 Apr 2006 20:37:00 GMT

Our Town/Roslyn's 18th - Points Of Interest

NOTE TO SELF: NEVER PRESS "BACK" WHEN BLOGGING. Now that that's sorted, time to give a (somewhat brief) run-down of last night's happenings. Memorable incidents included: - Our Town being really reall...
Posted by on Fri, 31 Mar 2006 08:18:00 GMT

Just Another Manic...Thursday

Why are there no famous songs about Thursdays? Hmm... Anyways, just a quickie to let you all know of my plans for this evening. Please, don't get overexcited and shit yourself. Wait til the end, child...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Mar 2006 05:25:00 GMT

HATE . 38: RANDOM BAND ADDS

Whenever you see a post entitled "HATE #", what follows will be a mean-spirited, bitter rant on the state of the world (or, more frequently, MySpace). Read on and be suitably embittered. You know what...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 20:54:00 GMT

Post Number Two: The "Difficult Second Album"

As every self-respecting blogger knows, there is only one post more diffcult to write than your first: your second. Yes, by now people have certain expectations of your style and content. Luckily for ...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Mar 2006 04:43:00 GMT

All-Singing All-Dancing All-New...Blog.

Welcome, dear reader, to the first of (possibly) many wonderful articles from my own fair penguiny quill. Lovely. Now as any self-respecting blogger knows, there is a terrible pressure on your fi...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 09:35:00 GMT