tuzzi

Like a one legged albatross with a hangover and a wing made out of salami I rise from the grave and turn up on myspace... I used to have a life, where i went out and had friends but now I am destined to stumble along in cyber space.Like a ghost of a stranger that I never liked anyway, I will walk along blabbering to myself like a smacked out tramp, howling at the moon.Basic things about me...Chain smoking, beer drinking, ferret kicking ninja.Err... make the odd film now and again and write a lot, probably more than is actually healthy.Basic things I hate...People who complain about smokers... Look I'll stop smoking if you go and suck a fucking shotgun.Religious people... I beleive that there are pink hippos flying around the world that are invisible and untraceable to all forms of radar but this is just my humble opinion... I don't go on about this and I don't make other people beleive in it so piss off and leave me in peace.Err... that's it. I'll write more when I'm actually not supposed to be working.