Profile : Ragnarok



    Pulled down from the lightning in the
heavens by the hand of Azathoth himself, I have
come to educate those who would know the ways
of the b-movie.  Men fear me and women love me.
Mock me not or I will destroy your pitiful
world.  And steal all your comic books, you
little weenie.  And I STILL leave you to ponder
the word "spigot."











  Name:    Brother Ragnarok


  Oldness:    Years Twenty


  Created At:    Lightning of the Heavens


  Description:   Take two caplets every six hours.  If
    bleeding does not stop within one day, refer to your
    physician for futher instruction.  Should any hideous
    multidimensional beings explode from any orifice in
    your body, you obviously took too many caplets didn't
    you, you stupid fuck.


  Does:    All-knowing masterful writer of reviews and
    Loyal Servant to the Almighty Cthulhu.


  Says:    Want some candy?


  Believes:    Cthulhu will eat Billy Graham's face off
    and play badminton with his mangled corpse.  Pompous
    fuckmuncher.

  Smiles At:    One person and nods to three more.


  Frowns At:    Rednecks, Texas, the fact that we didn't
    just blow up the South during the Civil War, children
    with mullets, The House That Vanished, France,
    conservative Bible Nazis, the MPAA, pop music,
    wiggaz, homies, coyboys, Southern rock, na -
    okay, so I hate just about everything.  I'm going
    to stop here or we'll use up all the space D.
    Arnold gave us.


  Canadian??:    DNA test pending [fucking still].