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Once, in fifth grade, I chased some of my classmates around and beat them with a broomstick (I also did some MMA as a kid). As a result I've been called "Kung-fu [firstname]" for years afterward.

I don't sniff fishtails. Other than that, yes.

I saved my great-aunt's dog from certain death when I was six.

A Brief History of Mankind.

Lying in bed and coughing the shit out of myself.

flu is fun.

Your interview must have flowed very smoothly.

At 6 hours ago, jjjkuk wrote: These ones. They're my ethinicties. Points to whomever can guess what countries they are.

Romanian and Cypriot? Interesting.

For some reason I really like the Estonian one.

Then stop listening to that song for a month or so, play it again afterwards. When you get tired of it again, repeat.

Cacti are awesome, good for you.

Holy fucking shit.

Sennheiser HD515 at home, standard Sansa headphones everywhere else.

Omnipathy.

OH GOD WHY

Four or five years ago I ran down some stairs, lost balance and fell on my right knee. It somehow managed to fall on a sharp stone (it didn't really got in since I stopped myself with my hands, but it made a pretty deep gash). A couple of minutes later, my knee and shin were literally covered with blood. I still have a scar there, even though it's barely visible.

It would be a sad, sad Russia.

Some of Arcturus' early stuff (the Slow Death EP [back then they were Mortem] Morax, the Aspera Hiems Symfonia album) would fit. If all you're in for is mindless, brutal rage go for the not-too-known bands, more mainstream-y bands tend to lighten up their sound.

Overlord (Skinless), Unleashed Wrath (Entrails), Petrified (Susperia), Hammer Down Those Nails (Vital Remains), "Erik, May You Rape the Angles" (Nargaroth).

A rubber chicken.
An ice hockey stick, but with a broken tip.
One of those retarded rubber hammers.
A rusty pan.
A controller of some sort.
A tied sock filled with pebbles/marbles.
A ladle.

Elektrichka in my ass.

Oh OP, you so silly.

That 8 feet tall dude I saw in a dream, holding an axe. I'd probably stare at him, disarm him and then grin back.

If I had one, I'd sell it for being granted the abilty to warp reality. First I'll take my soul back, then everything else.

Long sweatpants, a T-shirt, a sock and the lovechild of an ushanka and a ski hat (which also has tiny horns). I've just woken up and my head is cold, so yeah.

Frohe Weihnachten, Newgrounds.

Omnipotence, but I'd settle down for the ability to move between universes (and adapt to them).

Dark chocolate is my favourite. Pistachio, pecan and cookie dough are great too.

Glacial, with all the benefits such climate gives: wind, rain, snow and dark cloudy skies. Something like the Svalbard climate, I guess.

Last year a few guys were bullying me, and after a while I simply couldn't stand ANYTHING. So I got into a whole new level of rage, pounced on one of them and knocked him to the floor pretty violently. For some reason I laughed afterwards, which was downright odd.

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Some random bits of what I call good music.

New 2, and this:
42. Wannabe artist who thinks a Wacom tablet makes him/her an art Messiah.

Quickly trying to pick up my bus card from the floor after it fell, while carrying a backpack which was probably as heavy as me. It hit my head pretty hard, and guess that I'm lucky it didn't end worse.

Oh, of course I will. I always knew them as pirozhki, though.
My grandmother fries them with cabbage filling (and more rarely, blueberry jam) and they're pretty much the tastiest foods I've ever eaten. So glad I have them on a weekly basis.