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Big Pauly
People Iced: Seven
Car Bombs Planted: Fourteen
Favorite Weapon Switch-Blade
Arms Broken: Thirteen
Eyes Gouged: Twenty
Tongues Cut Off: Eleven
Biggest Enemy: Ernie Vegas
Get Your HITMAN Name
AWSOME-GAME Im an adherent of the work hard/ play hard motto as of late, sparsely sleeping intermittently. Ive began wearing 5 lb ankle wieghts and fully intend on gradually working up to 150lb. I harbor intense compersion towards everything. I can climb trees like a motha fucka. The odds are pretty good I can hit you in the chest with a frisbee from 30 yards, but will probbably miss at 5. I unsuccessfully applied for citizenship in Bhutan. I am the current rock, paper, scissors champion in the 508; any challengers? This video highlights the typical activities of a H-ighly I-ntelligent P-erson P-ursuing I-nfinate E-nlightenment in Puna, Hawaii on a "Punatic" Sunday. Featured are 200 sweaty dancing freaks, a beatbox lesson from Carl, an introduction to tropical fruits, and many more tidbits. Well worth the view for a good laugh, courtesy of Mushroom Jesus. And thats not me in the purple pants.

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I'd like to meet:

Advanced extraterrestrials- not the hostile sort though. And Batman, too, ao I can ask him how on earth he let his arch rivals the Riddler and the Penguin, after infiltrating the government, become the President and Vice President. Why, Batman, why?

My Blog

My secret identity

MyHeritage: Celebrity Morph - Free family tree
Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 02:12:00 GMT

Yaaaay for snow!!!

What? Do I have to repeat myself?!
Posted by on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 21:35:00 GMT

A love poem for my muse, Pele....

Shit, a lot has changed since my last enrty. I still dont like Christmas, but I am overflowing with love and galactic activation right now. Thusly, I want to share my ode to my current presiding deity...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 23:54:00 GMT

BA HUMBUG

All days preceding Christmas , I fool myself into believing that I truly feel anxious for the holidays. As the calender inches towards December 25, the Christmas tunes appease my apprehension. But in ...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 07:54:00 GMT

Below the cosmos...

I am just a messenger of the guru, as are you, as are we all. For through us he etches life, and we, unconciously enthralled, become extensions of his magnificent, most compassionate intentions. It ...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 19:45:00 GMT

Watching the Ancesteral Prayers of Venerable Others

Ada Nichols, 92, breathless, blind chewing her gums by the window, is old; but the Great Comet of 1843 is much older than her. Dry land tortises with their elephantine feet are often very old, but...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Jan 2006 14:18:00 GMT

Under Currents

Welcomed home by the waves. Imploring, a breathless savior, my queen. Washed ashorequartz clean by a purity unseen beyond the tide,and perhaps an infants smile- unscathedby disease or conditioning.Rep...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jan 2006 23:56:00 GMT

After attempting to freestyle with some friends...(And some creepy rhymes)

Government entintys have secret ties circulating spies Hither to hinder under suspicious eyes Listening from space The glistening race Forward toward the Mire To what end do we begin within Escape t...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jan 2006 19:26:00 GMT

Some craptasic poetry

Between bending light and time unending, our plight is sealed; our crime? Grasping a dream, we are bubbles in a swift stream. Uplift your life to the surface releasing strife, creating purpose. Wit...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jan 2006 10:56:00 GMT