scopein' Juggalettes. kikin it with homies, writin music and lyrics, chuckin shruiken, smokin a lot, mastering nunchuka, raising the dead, diggin up the dead, eatin cotton candy, and cruisin for neden

The Thing, Jacobs Ladder, 30 Days of Night, Revolver, Big Money Hustlas, Borderland, Frontiers, any Nightmare on Elm Street movie, any Hellraiser, Event Horizon, anything wicked and bent

Anything sick, Majik related, Ninja mind control manuals, eastern philosophy, hardcore horror, classic horror, and S&M stroke fantasies

lordofthe9thcircle@yahoo.com, or ahumbleservanttothemaster@yahoo.com

I'm a wicked cleaver wielding maniac that sneaks around after nightfall hoping to catch tender unsuspecting victims. Naturally, I am a cannibal, and I am constantly starved for fresh meat, sweet neden meats are best, but anything with the taste of fear or innocence is great. Whern I'm not schemin on hackin up my next meal, I roll around in pos Cutlass and look for spots to post up in my circus tent

Pre-Wraith ICP, Older Twiztid, some Lotus, lots of heavy industrial and maniacal metal, the screams of torture, bench grinders, the sounds made when I sharpen my cleaver, and bitches moaning

Neden, bitches, liquor, good weed, axes, sharp stuff, screaming, machetes, neden, chocolate, bitches, red meat, the full moon at midnight, winter nights, longs walks in the calm of a winter evening with a full moon, blood on snow, and did I mention neden and bitches?

cuntry music, goat ropers, cops, wack bitches, punk bitches, stupid bitches, people who judge you based on how you look,
people who treat me like I'm stupid (I've got a surprise for you bitch), anyone who fucks with my Family, and any motherfucker in my way