Victim of a peculiar form of affability born of fused nihilism and apathy (nothing matters, but that's okay because I don't care). Constructor of winding and convoluted sentences with more subclauses than purpose, for which I blame Douglas Adams and LSD in the womb. Runner up in the Human Race.

Writer of Things.

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(My webcomic, updates via Facebook, sometimes.)

EDIT: Okay, wow, somber. I should never start an account anywhere at three in the morning. Hi, I'm Adam. I have four-fifths of a novel, a regular MS Paint webcomic, a video comedy troup(e?), and about half an Anthropology degree under my belt. Also, about twenty years of bad puns.

Thinking of doing a trading card game about Jesus. Any takers?

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