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CAT WITH FUKKEN PODS
that's not your natural hair color, is it?
Generally only people of an eastern background can have genuinely black hair. So considering he's Norwiegan, I doubt it.
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Brown really.
that's not your natural hair color, is it?
Generally only people of an eastern background can have genuinely black hair. So considering he's Norwiegan, I doubt it.
He looks like he's holding his mouth after someone hit him in it.that's not your natural hair color, is it?
He looks like he's holding his mouth after someone hit him in it.I'm confused as to why he took a picture in that pose.
Why thank youCan't blame him, you look damn sexy there![]()
Yeah.. he thinks he's a "rock star". More like a high school drop-out has-been who never got a deal being an Alice Cooper LSD-inspired ripoff circus act.Dude looks like an even creepier Ozzy Osbourne.
No no no you got it wrong. Dani has a cute wife, a kid and gets the girls- Creepy Guy does not.
You have nice legs, but the guy with the tights rubbing his junk on you is really turning me off.
He was Gene Simmons for Halloween and he was on South Street/at Ulana's that night. Ring a bell?I think I know that guy....does he dress up like Gene Simmons sometimes??
He was Gene Simmons for Halloween and he was on South Street/at Ulana's that night. Ring a bell?
Makes total sense to me considering he to-this-day insists we met and conversed back in April and that's why he knew my name and stuff about me when we "met again" in late May/June. In the real world I ended up in the same place as he for literally 5-10 mins max and not only do I not recall noticing him there, I didn't speak to a soul or meet anyone.Yes, I saw him at Manny Browns that night. Got a myspace add from him the next day...kinda creepy considering I was at the other side of the bar.
Yeah, imagine posing for a pic then right before the flash goes off being pulled backwards til you feel a crotch piece rubbing against your ass/thigh. He really does think it/he looks good and he's got it goin on... he's fuckin repulsive.
Got to meet Frederic from Dragonforce last Tuesday night. Classy guy.
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Yeah, imagine posing for a pic then right before the flash goes off being pulled backwards til you feel a crotch piece rubbing against your ass/thigh. He really does think it/he looks good and he's got it goin on... he's fuckin repulsive.
This.woah? just tell him to fuck off if you don't like him and don't pose for pics with him???![]()
For those who remember... creepy guy is back!
He "volunteered" me to bartend an S&M party of his last weekend and since he published my name on the flyers (w/out my permission) I sorta couldn't get out of it. I made what money I could and kept drinking in hopes of becoming numb to his creepiness... but of course it didn't work. He insisted on photo documentation a.k.a an excuse to touch me....
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Yeah, imagine posing for a pic then right before the flash goes off being pulled backwards til you feel a crotch piece rubbing against your ass/thigh. He really does think it/he looks good and he's got it goin on... he's fuckin repulsive.
woah? just tell him to fuck off if you don't like him and don't pose for pics with him???![]()
AWESOME
How'd ya do that?
Makes total sense to me considering he to-this-day insists we met and conversed back in April and that's why he knew my name and stuff about me when we "met again" in late May/June. In the real world I ended up in the same place as he for literally 5-10 mins max and not only do I not recall noticing him there, I didn't speak to a soul or meet anyone.
He also enjoys lurking my myspace so he probably found you that way. He's the legendary Creepy Guy... no other title needed.
I was at their concert and he was just chillin' out by the merch table, signing shit for people. So my friend Carrissa and I went up and asked for a picture each, and we got them. Very easy.![]()
For those who remember... creepy guy is back!
He "volunteered" me to bartend an S&M party of his last weekend and since he published my name on the flyers (w/out my permission) I sorta couldn't get out of it. I made what money I could and kept drinking in hopes of becoming numb to his creepiness... but of course it didn't work. He insisted on photo documentation a.k.a an excuse to touch me....
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