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IHATEART789 [827205] [2004-04-24 20:15:00 +0000 UTC] "Hubert" (Afghanistan)

# Statistics

Favourites: 1; Deviations: 6; Watchers: 2

Watching: 6; Pageviews: 1777; Comments Made: 35; Friends: 6

# Interests

Favorite visual artist: Jonathon Vansmoztavilla
Favorite movies: Little Rascals
Favorite bands / musical artists: David Gray
Favorite writers: Peter Mckenzie Ikea
Favorite games: Oh, I don't have that nilly-willy?!
Favorite gaming platform: !?!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!
Tools of the Trade: A rather large intergripher mophintendos.
Other Interests: Art, Family, breeding dogs and cats.

# About me

Current Residence: With my parents
Favourite genre of music: Classical, of course.
Favourite photographer: Omarson Frederiken
Favourite style of art: Dope
Operating System: ING P-25 engine pom & 98cc modulator.
MP3 player of choice: None, I dont enjoy being UNSOCIABLE!!!!!!!
Shell of choice: Cockney
Wallpaper of choice: Marvin Gaye
Skin of choice: I am not at liberty to say
Favourite cartoon character: Oh, mummy says no cartoons!
Personal Quote: "BRUSH YOUR F**KING TEETH NOW!!!!"

# Comments

Comments: 8

pablo-1 [2004-12-06 22:10:19 +0000 UTC]

Thanks for the fav on Mr Macho! It's my first!

If a quiz is quizical, what's a test?

Just a thought.

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littlenstrange [2004-11-22 15:03:14 +0000 UTC]

thank you for stopping by

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IHATEART789 [2004-10-28 16:15:23 +0000 UTC]

Your comments of randomness have GREATLY inspired me. Thank you SO much. They bring out the light in our lives.

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remz [2004-10-17 12:51:33 +0000 UTC]

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You have just been struck by the Random car noise!

Copy this and paste on another (random or not) deviant!

Rules:
1. You must *always* send it the person who sent it to you,
and you should send it to atleast 5 other deviants!
2. do this or brum will run your babies over

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remz [2004-10-17 12:49:04 +0000 UTC]

MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!

You have just been struck by the Random MEOW!

Copy this and paste on another (random or not) deviant!

Rules:
1. You must *always* send it the person who sent it to you,
and you should send it to atleast 5 other deviants!
2. ....

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theprimo [2004-06-14 18:30:43 +0000 UTC]

A small poem paying tribute to Priminister Robert Brown

¬Had we but World enough, and Time,
This coyness, Lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long Loves Day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges side
Should'st Rubies find: I by the Tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood:
And you should if you please refuse
Till the Conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable Love should grow
Vaster than Empires and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine Eyes, and on thy Forehead Gaze.
Two hundred to adore each Breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest.
An Age at least to every part,
And the last Age should show your Heart.
For Lady you deserve this State,
Nor would I love at lower rate.

But at my back I alwaies hear
Times winged Chariot hurrying near:
And yonder all before us lye
Desarts of vast Eternity.
Thy Beauty shall no more be found;
Nor, in thy marble Vault, shall sound
My echoing Song: then Worms shall try
That long preserv'd Virginity:
And your quaint Honour turn to dust;
And into ashes all my Lust.
The Grave's a fine and private place,
But none I think do there embrace.


Now therefore, while the youthful hew
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing Soul transpires
At every pore with instant Fires,
Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am'rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our Time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapt pow'r.
Let us roll all our strength and all
Our sweetness up into one Ball:
And tear our Pleasures with rough strife,
Thorough the Iron gates of Life:
Thus, though we cannot make our Sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

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theprimo [2004-06-12 14:58:45 +0000 UTC]

Your work continues to impress me keep the good work up

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remz [2004-04-24 20:24:05 +0000 UTC]

rob your super coolio

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