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loki ert
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| basics |
| home: | ert world |
| gender: |
testosterone/androgen based |
| d.o.b.: |
who cares? no one sends presents. |
| a.k.a.: |
lil ert, lert, terrier, bad little dog, loke |
| job: |
reliving my glorious past,
avoiding the cranky old mastiff |
| hobbies: |
the
wastebasket in the bathroom, finding things to chew, finding things to eat |
| goals: |
about as many
as gretsky |
| turn-ons: |
having my head engulfed by ladywastiff cooter |
| favorites |
| food: |
not rice. i
don't like rice. i'm not fond of the stuff underneath pizza toppings,
either. |
| appendage: |
my adorable
little black ertly balls |
| activity: |
being where
the cranky old mastiff isn't |
| color: | black & tan
except when it's called apricot with black mask as with the cranky old mastiff |
| aromas: |
evil and
hairy's bed |
| song: |
anything i
did with ert, wind & fire |
| book: |
zen and the
ert of grape stane maintenance, by me |
| twolegged: |
the lady
twolegged with the enormously soft chest that held me after hairy thrust me into her arms at the foo foo
coffee shop while evil was inside getting coffee |
| time: |
the
apocalypse |
| jeopardy category: |
tv
happens too slowly to register on the terrier brain |
| movie: |
the man who
fell to ert |
| OS: |
neurosurgery, especially when performed on mastiffs |
| wwf star: |
they're all wusses; i'd like to eat them from the ankles up. |
| unfavorites |
| twolegged: |
evil troll july and that bitch twolegged in texass who abandoned me |
| fourlegged: |
the murf murf |
| invention: |
airplanes - that's what brought me here. |
| subject: |
ears |
| religion: |
all of them |
| book: |
that aristocratic whatever book |
| motto |
| i don't have time for that shit. |
