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DerGothmann
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[2011-05-28 15:24:56 +0000 UTC]
"Devin Lawton"
(United Kingdom)
# Statistics
Favourites: 1; Deviations: 10; Watchers: 2
Watching: 2; Pageviews: 2041; Comments Made: 3; Friends: 2
# Interests
Favorite movies: GormenghastFavorite bands / musical artists: Scott Walker
Favorite writers: Adrian Mitchell, Terry Pratchett
Favorite games: Minecraft/Fallout 3
Favorite gaming platform: PC
Tools of the Trade: Fists and Teeth and Feet!
Other Interests: Composing Music, Writing, Drawing, Painting, Building Games.
# About me
Current Residence: South WalesFavourite genre of music: Metalish
Operating System: Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: iRiver
Der Gothmann was born of the aether, in the dark times before the coming of the One Ring. Until Adolphus the deceiver forged, in secret, the recipe for Oreo cookies.
So came the times of Nabisco in the land of Middle Bob, and all were held under their chocolatey sway, for few could resist the creamy centre when dipped in organic full-cream milk.
Unfortunately, Adolphus contracted Pneumonia in the year 1917 and died, and, Der Gothmann went empty and shapeless back to the land of Morcombe, where he became wise.
In these dark times, he sustained himself on a diet of Licky-Frog Profiteroles and Scritchy Oat Bars, thanks to the Maniacal Donkey Cereal and Confectionery Co. (Est. Ages)
To this day, Der Gothmann remains perpetually without rudder, on account of his ultimate nemesis contracting an unfortunate disease before they could meet, therefore leaving Der Gothmann unable to fulfil his purpose in the land of Middle Bob.
His recent projects include a brave, but unsuccessful attempt to clear the orbit of Uranus in a single bound. He remains hopeful however, as, last Tuesday, he pretty spectacularly managed to clear out the upside-down cupboard at the speed of smell, and from the distance of the lamp-post.
To all who are interested:
The Lasagne plants are doing well, and I recently had a very nice letter from the pirates near YE OLDE ROADE, and they say that their holidays went very well, but, if you go, don't eat the slippers, because Frankenwilhelmsjiggybananaberg had one before bed, and it set off his trouble.
