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  1. BellyButton
    06-25-2013 05:37 PM
    BellyButton
    I'm free after lunch.
  2. Cherry Who?
    06-24-2013 05:42 PM
    Cherry Who?
    But I'm totally not.
  3. Dystopia
    06-22-2013 05:11 AM
    Dystopia
    Help me your avatar is killing me.
  4. Cherry Who?
    06-17-2013 04:42 AM
    Cherry Who?
    Not fanatically, but I do appreciate the macabre once in a while. You know I like Silent Hill.
  5. BellyButton
    06-17-2013 02:58 AM
    BellyButton
    Rainbowtoots, Vampire Hunter.
  6. Cherry Who?
    06-15-2013 10:29 PM
    Cherry Who?
    pssst hey pst i have a horror blog now psst It Looks Like the Lock is Broken
  7. DariaMorgendorfer
    06-15-2013 03:42 AM
    DariaMorgendorfer
    Haha! Why thank you :)
  8. Cardinal Biggles
    06-13-2013 08:00 AM
    Cardinal Biggles
    Ah yes, I love that photo. That's an interesting tumblr. This is incredibly creepy: Weird Vintage So much, erm, going on with it. What's up with the fingers in the diagram? Are hands supposed to work like that?
  9. maidenroseheart
    06-10-2013 03:39 AM
    maidenroseheart
    LOVE your avatar Howdy
  10. Hatake Ayumi
    06-10-2013 03:29 AM
    Hatake Ayumi
    GODDANGITHOWDY. Your avatar. It's too perfect.

About Me

  • About Captain Howdy
    Biography
    I was born in a log cabin on the desert plains of Saskatchewan. My mother was a coal miner. My father was Aqua Man. We kept him in a tank in my backyard. I didn't spend much time with him cause I would drown.

    My favorite thing to do as a child was astral projecting to Finland and eavesdropping on conversations. I can't understand the language, but i'd pretend they were saying something vastly profound and that I was somehow a part of history.

    My dog died while I was at camp. He wasn't old or anything. He was in a shoot out with the cops. My dog ran with a tough crowd. His name was Mittens.

    So this one time... Me and Bobby Greely were out down by the railroad tracks and he said, "Do you want to see a dead body?" And I was like, "Oh hell yeah." And so he bludgeoned himself with a rock. And I was like, "Aw, do it again." ... But he didn't say anything.

    *spins* How does this work? I really... don't know.
    Location
    In a hollow tree, where I make cookies.
    Interests
    Reading to Orphans and Deep Tongue Kissing Hobos
    Occupation
    I am a burden to society.
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  • Join Date: 02-25-2008

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