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Name: d1sciple |
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Last Activity: 2 mins ago |
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Location: Welly Hard |
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Country: New Zealand |
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Member Since: October 2, 2008 |
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Number of Posts: 385 |
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Gender: M |
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Zodiac Sign: Virgo |
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Status: Single |
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Sexual Preference: Girls |
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About Me: overly sensitive and passionate boy trapped in the body of an over the top, obnoxious, loudmouth, chair-pulling arrogant cunt
solo dad to two ruff-n-tumble little rockstars, magic
low-key muso and artist, whisky swillin welfare bum and soon to be floor sweeping, gear cleaning, coffee making tattoo apprentice
major forum posting fiend |
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mods: my old best girl used me for piercing practise but only a few have survived the ages. major scaring under my brow from shit piercings, love it
a little ink, a nice dedication to stephen king(!) on my stomach and the signatures of two wicked little boys on my arm
not efuckinuff for sure |
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listens to: n.z. roots music any day, i'm old n busted |
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reads: noon, welsh, duff, moore, gaiman, ihimaera, palahniuk, orwell, vonnegut, phillip k, wells, hunter s! for a few...
fuckin heaps, i read so much i'm goin blind in one eye but i can't remember shit cos of years of useless abuse |
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hates: people. dumb people, retarded people, happy people, sad people, silly people, rad people, people that ride on bikes... just people in general
cynical much? |
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got cash?: not fuckin music, that's for fuckin sure.
slogging poison to idiots |
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Posted: 11/16/08 at 08:02 PM |
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| bloody kids! |
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soo...
went to the drags on sun, yeah fuckin real cool when we get in, completely sorted man i'm super dad, made sure lunch had been and gone, even got them to have a quick nap, pee an poo sorted, we were cranking! so the hotrods freak out over the noise and the smoke and the smell and we walk out ten minutes later!
fuckin little shits!
i been looking foward to the drags for ages and they couldn't handle it, oh well, took some photos around the corner and drove over an hour round trip for nothing.
jeez...
caught up with my f/b after too. was cool but it made me feel wierd, i dunno, i guess kinda lonely.
we haven't really seen eachother at all, in fact i hadn't seen her or anyone for a couple weeks, it's been good but, yeah well.
just been feeling strange eh, like i want something i know i don't fuckin need. just some drama maybe, i dunno. i wanna crush i think, maybe fall for a bit, get fuct up then move on, that'd be safe? that'd be ok yeah?
keeps the kids cool at least, fuck it man fuck knows.
i don't need a 'life', like so many parents complain of. fuck, me an the boys, we go crazy, full on! i think maybe i'm just not too comfortable being happy!
aha ha ha, that'd be fuckin right!
something more would be nice, but i can see the future, i know what'll come and i know what'll happen, but fuck do i want it.
i'm fuckin crazy, what would freud say?
so anyways...
no pics of dad, no one to take them but i was sporting my gruesome chopper, pretty filled out now lol! and my cowboy hat, into it!
yeah yeah, so they all hardout now but when anything revs round they corner they come running! and fuckin as soon as we get in the fuckin car they start: oh dad the drag cars were so cool!
bastards! |
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