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About Me

I am a comedy promoter, I am writing a book about a long walk I went on and I like animals. And sweets.South Park

Add to My Profile | More VideosPlease enjoy Cartman singing 'Kyle's Mom's a Bitch'. Apart from the song being hilarious, I especially like the bit where Cartman breaks off from singing and says to the kids, "Come on, you all know the words". Priceless.
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name: Alaric (Al)
Birthday: 15th Feb 1971 - Decimal Day no less
Birthplace: Roehampton, London
Current Location: Huddersfield, unfortunately
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Auburn, not ginger
Height: 5'7"
Right Handed or Left Handed: Depends what I am doing but right handed, 99% of the time
Your Heritage: English/Welsh
The Shoes You Wore Today: Manolo 6" heels
Your Weakness: Love
Your Fears: Spiders
Your Perfect Pizza: American Hot
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Success in both my little ventures
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: Never used it, I have a phone
Thoughts First Waking Up: Her
Your Best Physical Feature: Eyes
Your Bedtime: Tuesday
Your Most Missed Memory: She knows who she is
Pepsi or Coke: Ha Ha
MacDonalds or Burger King: Neither, ever
Single or Group Dates: Any would be nice
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: PG Tips mate
Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla
Cappuccino or Coffee: Cappuccino is coffee you spaz
Do you Smoke: No
Do you Swear: Cunt
Do you Sing: Twice a day
Do you Shower Daily: See above
Have you Been in Love: Yes
Do you want to go to College: I got expelled from the first five I attended
Do you want to get Married: But we've only just met
Do you belive in yourself: No, I'm an Altheist
Do you get Motion Sickness: No
Do you think you are Attractive: No, not in the least
Are you a Health Freak: No
Do you get along with your Parents: Yes
Do you like Thunderstorms: Very much
Do you play an Instrument: No
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: It's 'drunk alcohol' and yes, I have
In the past month have you Smoked: No
In the past month have you been on Drugs: Yes, but they were prescribed. By a mate ha ha.
In the past month have you gone on a Date: No
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: I went to Sainsbury's today, if that's what you mean?
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: No
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: Yes, I eat it once a week
In the past month have you been on Stage: Yes
In the past month have you been Dumped: I haven't talked to a girl in the past month, give me a chance
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: I live in Huddersfield
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: The question should be "In the last hour..."
Ever been Drunk: It's definitely happened, I'm sure
Ever been called a Tease: Er, no.
Ever been Beaten up: No
Ever Shoplifted: I am stupidly good at shoplifting. Never conceal the goods. That's the golden rule.
How do you want to Die: Immortally wounded
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: I have already grown up, and it sucks
What country would you most like to Visit: Cuba
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color: Any
Favourite Hair Color: Dark usually
Short or Long Hair: Either
Height: Any
Weight: I prefer slim ladies
Best Clothing Style: Couldn't give a monkeys
Number of Drugs I have taken: What, today?
Number of CDs I own: 600-700
Number of Piercings: None any more
Number of Tattoos: One, it says 'The Smiths' and it's marvellous
Number of things in my Past I Regret: Just one mate, just one
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My Blog

Poem 31: When He Left

When He LeftWhen he left, she sangIt was frightening to think thatHe wasn't coming backAnd she just started to singWhen he left she sangAs if nothing she had ever doneHad provoked his decisionHer cloc...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Jun 2009 03:01:00 GMT

Poem 30: What Love Can Do

What Love Can DoYou know I really thought wed pass togethersitting on that bench that had our names upon it, etched in brass.The guy who sweeps the leaves would find us, quite coldand hed marvel at ...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Jun 2009 02:53:00 GMT

Poem 29: Snapshot

SnapshotWhen I look at that picture I took of you in BrightonThe one where you are standing in the doorway of your hotel roomThe half-light from the corridor, unable to pick outThe joy of the face tha...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Apr 2009 09:50:00 GMT

poem 28: Blind Date

Blind Date I need to date a blind girlSo I can steal kissesAnd money. 27/12/08
Posted by on Sat, 27 Dec 2008 15:29:00 GMT

poem 27 Just Act Natural

Just Act Natural I know you kind of like me Someone told me that you find me interesting and entertaining. And I like you too, I really do You'll have noticed though that when we speak, just us, I am ...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Dec 2008 14:29:00 GMT

Poem 26 Coming Home

Coming Home All the people I knew, in the town where once,laughs grew out of nothing,and where now, my impending return,is troubling me. The parks, the roads, the high street,all remain the same,but t...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Jun 2008 01:58:00 GMT

poem25 Valentine Poem for a Girl Called Anna

Valentine Poem for a Girl Called Anna   Oh Anna, so much better than Savannah Miller Less famous sister of actress Sienna Miller Neither of whom could ever Filler The hole in my life, that you sh...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 23:50:00 GMT

poem24 Shell Come Back to Me One Day, Wont She Mum?

She'll Come Back to Me One Day, Won't She Mum?   Mum, I know we don't normally talk about this sort of stuff I find it awkward and the words I want to use Often come out as though Someone else is...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 00:54:00 GMT

poem23 God is a Red-Herring in Drag

God is a Red-Herring in Drag   God is a red-herring in drag, I'm sorry to you, but it's not my bag You can keep to yourself your rosary beads Your cheap red wine And your diocese. I don't mind i...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 10:16:00 GMT

poem22 Youre Not Pretty

You're Not Pretty   I don't think that you and I Could ever get together Because I'm afraid to say You're so very, very ugly And I prefer me. And I don't think That you and I Could ever, Go hel...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 07:48:00 GMT