age: 31 (Oct 25, 1981)
MEMBER SINCE: January 2013
occupation: Oilfield pump technician in the Northern Alberta oil patch.
most humbling moment: I maybe a lot of things but humble is not one of them, so nothing to see here.
body mods: 1 tattoo on left calf.
i lost my virginity: In a college dorm to a gay friend of mine.
heroes: The Tick. The kid from vault 101, The Hulk, The Thing, Deadpool.
into: Tattoos, Loud Dye Jobs, corsets and stockings, keeping your boots on.
sign: Road Closed, local traffic only. Sun sign: Scorpio. Moon sig
fantasy: Fantasy you say. Well then I want to be a seven foot tall Orc with ripped bulging muscles ready to pop out of my leathery green skin with a giant phallus ready to ravage my way through one of those all girl prep schools that are for some reason filled with barely dressed students and staff. All of whom are legally barely legal and subconsciously all nymphomaniacs. What? Not fantastic enough?
gets me hot: pegging, 80's power ballads, pipe organs
makes me sad: Not having hair. I missed out on dying it loud colours because it migrated south for the winter. My beard won't take dye so that is out.











We were just talking about our tenth aniversary how we are hoping to go to Vegas and renew our vows. I promised her this back when we got married and had to settle for Reno rather then Vegas. Classy as fuck we are. How ever due to financial and health reasons we weren't able to do it at five years like I promised so we are aiming for ten.
She just okayed my having a skanky black wedding dress and is letting me have Nathan Lane, John Barrowman, Ru Paul as drag queen bride’s maids.
Now I just have to manage to fit into my dress, its a good thing I have four more years.