Tell the story of your life
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Thread Topic: Tell the story of your life
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The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.
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Wow, that's a quite interesting life you're had. ^^
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WOW.
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^_^ cool
I'm still a kid so I don't have any life experiences YET.. -
Lol, lil, and wow, bob...
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I was born in a small village in Italy that within the past thousands of years still had not grown to be anything wonderful. My mother was a soup maker and my father, a shoe tailor. One day they traded jobs but there were many compliants of smelly soup and soaked boots.
Because of my upbringing I was known as the kid that always smelt like soup, and was dressed terribly poor yet I had good shoes. One day instead of soup I found a pair of my mother's shoes in my lunch box. She must have mixed up her bags. But then what was my poor father supposed to do with a can of soup? Probably ate it all, that greedy b------.
After I graduated college, I became an accountant and began working here in my current residence of London, England. I'm sure none of you would have guessed, I came from a poor Italian family of soups makers and shoe tailors, but it is the truth. That, my dear, is my life story. -
In the garden of Eden, we all know Adam and Eve. But what about Joshua and Ivy? My parents Where there, long forgotten.
I was born to them, and at the time I was Minerva Alex.
Over the years I have changed names a multitude of times.
I finally managed to gain the look of a forteen year old.
My life is boring, I learned necromancy and Black magic. -
"Story of your life"? Dude, what are you smoking?
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