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i've been getting a lot of fan mail and requests from people wanting to know more about ME. They come by, maybe here on livejournal, and read one of my witty, humorous and sometimes esotericly verbally assulting in-your-face-taunting back it up i can't beieve he just said that eminem inspired vernacular dichotomy busting politically savvy rants, and they say to themselves, "Now here's a guy...not just "a" guy, but "the" guy. i want to know more about him!" and so i've been getting some requests...alright ALOT of requests from people, especially females from ages 16-24 and single pregnant mothers, asking me to do a whole post, not just a post but my LONGEST post writing about nothing except myself...so...here we GO!
who is keith martin krepcho? tyrant? communist dictator? a feeling that cannot be expressed in words but only by exageratted hand gestures and pelvic thrusts? the future? well yes and no. I grew up a lonely isolated genius. my "peers" noticed it before i did, they knew that i was a genius even before we understood what that word meant. so they avoided me, they left me to my own genius devices. this isolation would prove to be my greatest strength as well as my greatest weakness and lead to my unraveling, but more on that later.
i'm simple, lighthearted and brilliant. if i concentrate hard enough on one single brilliant thought i can slice a piece of cheese off of a block of chedder a 25 cent piece thick, and to the exact dimensions of a publix whole white bread sub. i have been known to write full cantata's equal only to the brilliance of the love child of every musical genius EVER to roam the face of the earth, if they had a child, IN MY SLEEP! but alas the music itself is too beautiful..too fragile to play; if a single note were to be played by an instrument it would crumble in mid air never reaching a human ear, and if it did reach the ear, why than it would melt your brain in 4 seconds, and by 2 seconds you would already be completely mad.
i am afraid of sharks and the ocean, but i love killing the sharks and drinking the ocean until some parts are comletely dried up. i'll cash a check for 60 dollars at a bank and tell the cashier to keep it, then i'll come back a few minutes later and rob them. I have high morals, low expectations and a handsomely honest face. my main source of nutrition comes from scrap metal and i constantly have the taste of vanilla frosting in my mouth. i once touched a rainbow and cried for the next week because it burned my hand almost completely off. i apologize constantly for things that i have never done, but never do the things that i have done once twice. and i have huge biceps. this is all i want to reveal about myself for now, but stay tuned. i hope i am answering your questions, just tell me if i am or not and we'll take it from there. caio.
who is keith martin krepcho? tyrant? communist dictator? a feeling that cannot be expressed in words but only by exageratted hand gestures and pelvic thrusts? the future? well yes and no. I grew up a lonely isolated genius. my "peers" noticed it before i did, they knew that i was a genius even before we understood what that word meant. so they avoided me, they left me to my own genius devices. this isolation would prove to be my greatest strength as well as my greatest weakness and lead to my unraveling, but more on that later.
i'm simple, lighthearted and brilliant. if i concentrate hard enough on one single brilliant thought i can slice a piece of cheese off of a block of chedder a 25 cent piece thick, and to the exact dimensions of a publix whole white bread sub. i have been known to write full cantata's equal only to the brilliance of the love child of every musical genius EVER to roam the face of the earth, if they had a child, IN MY SLEEP! but alas the music itself is too beautiful..too fragile to play; if a single note were to be played by an instrument it would crumble in mid air never reaching a human ear, and if it did reach the ear, why than it would melt your brain in 4 seconds, and by 2 seconds you would already be completely mad.
i am afraid of sharks and the ocean, but i love killing the sharks and drinking the ocean until some parts are comletely dried up. i'll cash a check for 60 dollars at a bank and tell the cashier to keep it, then i'll come back a few minutes later and rob them. I have high morals, low expectations and a handsomely honest face. my main source of nutrition comes from scrap metal and i constantly have the taste of vanilla frosting in my mouth. i once touched a rainbow and cried for the next week because it burned my hand almost completely off. i apologize constantly for things that i have never done, but never do the things that i have done once twice. and i have huge biceps. this is all i want to reveal about myself for now, but stay tuned. i hope i am answering your questions, just tell me if i am or not and we'll take it from there. caio.