Jimbo-Dragon

As if anyone gives a shit, but many will spam this place asking me why I'm not posting anymore. :bored: Sorry guys and gurls, but it looks like the Jimbo Dragon is going to have to pull the plug on this place. It's nothing personal but I just don't have the time or energy to pay attention to dA and I get rather irritated with some of the users on here (names will not be mentioned but they're not on my watchlist) so anyway.... adieu! :bye:

This was a story that was told to me (in an audience of course) by the great Abbi Patrix, a french story teller/author. It really does tell a lot about the human nature methinks.                                            ******************* Once upon a time there was a boy that would complain every night that he had no luck, as you very well know some people just seem to have all the luck, well this boy had none. So every night he would sit infront of his mother and play a song lamenting his lack of luck. Of course there is only so much a good mother can take, and all good mothers do have a limit to their already stretched patience, so on

1: I fancy Lilly Allen even though she looks like a gormless pile of dirty laundary and can't sing to save her life. 2: I am listening to Pink Floyd's Comfortably Numb and it r0x0rs 3: I need to download Goldie Lookin' chain's "Guns Don't Kill" 4: I have a LOT to read now 5: It's understood that Hollywood sells Californication... 6: When I bring 'er up to moy nose, I tip 'er over an' down she goes! 7: I enjoy cutting off people's ears 8: I need to write 200 words 9: The saltflats: It's all about letting go. 10: There's no flesh and blood under this cloak, only an idea... 11: ...and ideas are bullet proof. 12: I like the autumn/fal