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  1. DariaMorgendorfer
    03-30-2010 06:07 AM
    DariaMorgendorfer
    Matzoh balls are yummy and soft! Throws lambshank back at you and your lion buddies :)
  2. Fauxreal
    03-30-2010 12:42 AM
    Fauxreal
    *curtsy* Why thank you! <3 You look pretty smashing yourself!
  3. Kultura
    03-29-2010 10:04 PM
    Kultura
    Hah thank you :mrgreen:
  4. Facade
    03-28-2010 10:28 PM
    Facade
    Your profile needs a (semi-)human sacrifice. :)
    I nominate Flink! She seems like a good candidate. D:
  5. Flink
    03-28-2010 06:58 AM
    Flink
    Your profile needs more rockets.
  6. Facade
    03-28-2010 04:47 AM
    Facade
    I'm bringing sexy 70s back, maaan! :talk2hand:
  7. Cherry Who?
    03-28-2010 01:54 AM
    Cherry Who?
    Hmm. They said that if that message failed, I should try Gary Busey kissing a chimp.
  8. Grind.
    03-28-2010 12:25 AM
    Grind.
    Just wanted to comment on your "About Me" thing. You had it rough....
  9. `Haru
    03-27-2010 09:00 PM
    `Haru
    Pshgjsh...
    I love your avi. =^.^=
    So cute. <3
  10. jellysundae
    03-27-2010 07:41 PM
    jellysundae
    YES PLEASE!

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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