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pipedreambomb
aka George Nixon is a 28.71 year old boy, has been a member since July 15, 2007, has scored 114 submissions, giving an average score of 2.42, helping 1 designs get printed.
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Laziness is a virtue.
of 44 votes, 18% like it
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My solution: More submarines, less water.
of 46 votes, 11% like it
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I love pop-culture references
of 48 votes, 17% like it
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Sorry, my funny t-shirt got dirty. Check again next month.
of 48 votes, 15% like it
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I've got a 3 1/2 inch floppy in my pants. Innuendo, old school.
of 49 votes, 22% like it
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American as apple pie. Apt that our icon is a fattening dessert.
of 47 votes, 11% like it
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Look, I'm wearing a long sleeved shirt under this one! Radical!
of 47 votes, 4% like it
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You look stupid, I bet you still think Pluto is a planet.
of 48 votes, 27% like it
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Let's party like it's 1999! 56k, baby!
of 47 votes, 9% like it
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Don't blame me, I voted for your momma.
of 47 votes, 6% like it
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Tax me, I'm liberal!
of 47 votes, 11% like it
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This is the only thing you've read all week.
of 47 votes, 13% like it
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duuuuuuuuuuuude
of 47 votes, 4% like it
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I've got a good idea, follow my lead.
of 47 votes, 11% like it
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I equipped this t-shirt for +1 Street Cred.
of 48 votes, 17% like it
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I'm so retro, last week I discovered fire.
of 47 votes, 26% like it
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Hey, look at me! I wear this t-shirt to get attention!!!
of 47 votes, 11% like it
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Slogan t-shirts suck.
of 47 votes, 11% like it
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I'm bi-plane curious.
of 47 votes, 9% like it
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I pretend I've forgotten my lighter so I can talk to hot people.
of 48 votes, 13% like it
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.: :: . :. .. : (unless you read braille, hands off my boobs)
of 48 votes, 31% like it
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I used to finish senten
of 47 votes, 9% like it
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I got this shirt from the internet!
of 47 votes, 9% like it
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http://threadless.com/profile/545437/pipedreambomb
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All about me
www.myspace.com/georgenixon for music i've made. I am a carbon-based life form, except for my fillings, which I believe are made of some kind of space-age polymer. Also, I have a diamond toe. However, it is of course made of carbon, so if you try to scan my body, it will not register. Plus I am sensitive about my feet, and do not show them to anyone. You will have to trust me that it is a real diamond, about the size of a big toe. Needless to say, it has been cut to the right shape, meaning it does not create an unusual lump if you were to, say, catch a glimpse of my be-socked foot. Nevertheless, it is definitely there, and is worth a gargantuan amount of Italian Lira, which has now been replaced by the Euro. That is, once one has converted the Lira into the equivalent Euro value, at the time of the switchover. To save time, one might actually say that it was worth a gargantuan amount of Euros. Unfortunately, brevity is not my strong suit, as is evidenced by the length of this description of myself. One might even say that a great deal of this discourse was tangential to the original purpose, i.e. that of describing myself. One would be right in that instance, and I apologise profusely and without reserve. If any readers feel unjustly distracted for too prolonged a duration by myself and words that I have typed, I hope that I can assuage your understandable tears of rage by ending this debacle forthwith. Yours, G.
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