Paull

Success among adults of Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings, the popularity of “vintage” clothing and our ever-increasing dependence on technology, the nerd is not so much inheriting the earth as repopulating it, Invasion of the Body Snatchers-style. Except now, for pod-bearing vegetable aliens read iPod-carrying geeks.
If you’re not already harbouring suspicions about some of your workmates, then it’s probably because in recent years nerds have become harder to distinguish. Like a particularly stubborn cold virus, the nerd has been mutating, shedding some of its giveaway physical attributes – thick rimmed NHS specs held together by Scotch-tape are not longer de rigueur, for example – and more extreme behavioural traits. In the Nineties, a virulent strain of Seventies School Swot emerged, the Dotcom Geek, but the end of the 20th century witnessed the birth of a more temperate breed of dork: meet the newnerd
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Suicide Girl James AKA Sam and Paull in our joint venture that is cuntdivision.com
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If a myspace film was ever made it would be shot at a 45 degree angle.
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I work at a Salon on King Street in Leicester. Call for an appointment with me on 0116 255 2888....Do it already.cunts.
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got your number! Where i sculpt my guns like no other, cunt division represent... fuck man, i am so pumped right now it's ridiculous!