me....

I rant a lot, that's all you need to know. I also get told a lot that i've 'lowered the tone' or 'taken it too far' there is no such thing as too far. I have a habit of saying the most inappropriate things at awkward moments, sometimes it makes people laugh, sometimes it makes them go :-O If i think of something funny to say, I can't hold it in, I have to unleash it on the world, no matter what situation its in.

I like

PUNK ROCK.... going to gigs....... comedies-Peep show...... league of gentlemen etc...... comedians-Bill Hicks is a legend...... TATTOOS (one on back, one on wrist, one on leg and as of tomorrow, a half sleeve).... piercings (one in nose, one in ear, one in nipple).... seeing new places..... documentary films/film making.... STENCIL GRAFFITI..... trying to teach myself acoustic guitar.

I dislike

Music that is more about fashion than music....Our corrupt Government that claim we are living in a democracy, whilst carrying out actions that prove strongly otherwise....RACISTS-I have no time for you, you need to wise up and see that your views never have and never will make any sense......Pete fuckin Doherty, what a wanker, if i stumbled round the stage, smacked out of my face, mumbling into a microphone, everyone would call me a cock, but for some reason when he does it, he's called a genius......FAKE 'ROCK STARS' who dress in a t shirt from topshop that says 'rock star'- no you aren't, rock music isn't an image that can be bought and sold.

Please Don't....

Go on the shipwrecked island and then complain how difficult the whole experience is. Living on a desert island with loads of pretty people is not difficult, think of the billions of people all around the world who live in abject poverty their entire lives.......Also, don't waste the opportunity of a lifetime by leaving the island early just because you are missing home. Friends and family will always be there, the chance to create your own community on a beautiful desert island will not.

My favourite story...

ME and my friend decided to have a naked race at reading festival. We stripped off and he wrote 'it's cold ok' on my chest and I wrote 'grower not shower' on his chest. We then ran up the road and around the corner whilst fully naked, whilst people cheered or went 'errrr, yuck.' Ahead of us there was a section of road closed off by the security guards, because there was an ambulance there. the security all spotted us, so my friend turned round and started running the other way. THis did not occur to me, so i burst through the line of security guards and started running down this closed off bit of road. ahead of me there was another line of security guards making sure nobody could get past. One of them shouted 'what the fuck are you doing?' in an angry voice. I continued running and bashed through this second line of security. One gave chase, i slipped in the mud, giving everyone full view of my ringpiece. He eventually gave up and i continued the circuit. I then had to negotiate the barbed wire fence behind our tent whilst fully naked and with various intoxicants inside me. I proceeded to gash my back open on the wire. rather my back than my sack though. I got back to the tent, saw my mate who had decided to bottle out, and declared myself the naked race winner.

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Hometown

Maidstone,Kent/ Salford nr. Manchester

Occupation

Relationship status

"I think that 'relationship' is a rather grandiose term for staring at women on the bus"

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