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Profession: Freelance thril performer
Location: Way Up My Own Ass , United Kingdom
Home base: Any Police Cell/Gutter/Whoreho
URL: http://www.clayloomis.com/oz1/wizoz7e.wav
URL: http://www.yabyum.nl/
Email: •••••••• (private)
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Languages spoken: English (or gaelic if you are really brave)
Organization: HM Inland Revenue.
AIM/iChat: mickthehack
MSN Messenger: mikethehack
Skype: Mikethehack Mikethehack
Mobile phone (while in Way up my own ass): 999, 911,112,IOU
Emergency notes: Contact God..
Blood type: O+
Last login: 29 days ago
Member since: 15 Apr 2005 03:04


Excerpt from Radiohead’s Paranoid Android:
Please could you stop the noise, I’m trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head

Excerpt from Walden – Henry David Thoreau
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear, nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary.
I wanted to live deep and suck all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion.

O Me! O Life! – Walt Whitman

O Me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring-What good amid these, O me, O life?
That you are here-that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.


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Cricket box for rent

One battle-tested cricket box for rent. Has seen action in a variety of conflicts including the Poll Tax riots, the WTO brawls, Northern Ireland’s Troubles, fan violence at a couple of World Cup and European Cup tournaments, Intifada 1 & 2, several vague South Asian wars, Stalingrad, Iraq and a considerable number of domestics.

Size: XXXL

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