Can't let the long haired freak run around with no supervision.
Greetings. I'm Frohike. Just Frohike. I have disowned my first name, so if you know it, and you use it, you die. (Langly, that goes triple for you.) I am, contrary to popular belief, not a dirty old man. That requires that you be old first. Rather like my compatriot in investigative reporting, reports of my death are greatly exaggerated. Someone still has to fight the good fight, and I'd prefer it would be me.
My living situation is pretty much set out in the hippie's intro post. Lest you believe that four guys shacking up together in the same place leads to.. certain compromising positions, let me assure you that we all have separate bedrooms. And I am most certainly all about the ladies. Speaking of which, has anyone seen the charming Ms. Scully?
I think I'll cut it off here. Can never let anyone know too much, you know.
[Typist note: Yep. Frohike. Lone Gunman extraordinaire. Just can't help myself.]
My living situation is pretty much set out in the hippie's intro post. Lest you believe that four guys shacking up together in the same place leads to.. certain compromising positions, let me assure you that we all have separate bedrooms. And I am most certainly all about the ladies. Speaking of which, has anyone seen the charming Ms. Scully?
I think I'll cut it off here. Can never let anyone know too much, you know.
[Typist note: Yep. Frohike. Lone Gunman extraordinaire. Just can't help myself.]