I a m t h e o n e c a l l e d S p e n c e r
I ' m j u s t a l o v e m a c h i n e , a n d I d o n ' t w o r k f o r n o b o d y b u t y o u
There was me, that is Spencer, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, Dim being really dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar making up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening, a flip dark chill winter bastard though dry. The Korova Milkbar was a milk-plus mesto, and you may, O my brothers, have forgotten what these mestos were like, things changing so skorry these days and everybody quick to forget, newspapers not being read much neither. Well, what they sold there was milk plus something else. THey had no licence for selling liquor, but there was no law yet against prodding some of the new veshches which they used to put into the old moloko, so you could peet it with vellocet or synthemesc, or drencrom or one or two of the other veshches which would give you a nice quiet horrorshow fifteen minutes admiring Bog And All His Holy Angels and Saints in your left shoe with lights bursting all over you mozg. Or you could peet milk with knives in it, as we used to say, and this would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of dirty twenty-to-one, and that was what we were peeting this evening I'm starting off the story with.
Hello there kind, sir/miss. I would like to welcome you to my myspace. *tips top hat* Well I go by the name of Sir Spencer Jacob. I would like to tell you a little about myself. You see I love my hats. All of them. Top hats, bowlers, berets, and more. If hats was a chick, I would totally do her. I also really like music. I love me some, rock, alternative rock, folk, and 311. I feel that 311 deserves their genre. I also play music, on my Clarinet/Baritone/Drumset. Ehh. So anyway, a couple random facts here... I like to wear boxers, I find bowling fun, as well as red rover, I laugh at my own jokes, I like my nails long, in my spare time I like to sleep, I can solve the rubik's cube, and when I have time, I spend it with this lovely girl I know. But enough about me, tell me about you.
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