This is Langdon. He lives in a sub-burb. He tried growing roses, but the kids next door kept letting their dog dig the roses up. So he ate their swing set. The kids then kept the dog under control.
He didn’t eat the dog, as he loves dogs. He has a beagle, which he named Snoopy as he loves The Peanuts.
He’s starting to play warhammer, and warhammer 40k. In both cases, he plays Orcs (or Orks). He plays them because he finds them funny, and he gets to go “WAAAGH”. He also picked them because Green is his favorite color, so he has to agree “Green iz best”.
He’s an accountant, at a local factory. He keeps an eye out for fraud, and once devoured someone for charging up several hundred thousand dollars worth fraudulent charges on the company credit card. Though the shoes gave him indigestion.
His favorite alcoholic drink is a good old scotch. He likes to have a glass every night while reading in his study. Sometimes he’ll have a cigar too. Every now and then he’ll pop in a Twilight Zone DVD to watch stuff from when he was first on Earth. He really liked the Twilight Zone, and Andy Griffith… but only the early seasons.
He listens to jazz, big band, and some do-op. It predates him some, but they’re very relaxing. Though he secret likes some 60’s rock.
He has a convertible, which was a dream of his since he was a wee boy. Ever since his deer beloved died in a nuclear incident on Z’ha’dum… he’s been seeking other nice relatively young First Ones.
He has a hatred of all things Canadian, he thinks they’re worse then the Reds. He has told some people “Better dead then a maple leaf” which has confused many people.
He plays hockey, he is the goalie. He is very good at it, because of all his legs. Though he did get ejected once for eating the puck.
So if you ever see my good friend Langdon, say hello and ask him what he’s been reading lately. Also, for any middle aged First One ladies (as in only a few billion years old)… you might want to give him a shot. He is a lonely accountant afterall.
Please go quietly you have 5 minutes to leave your room and go in to exile, if we have found you back, we will have to take you to the altar and pray that Tzeentch will keep you in a cage and pock you with a stick.
Your name will be later changed to deranged dictator
hrm, I think Langdon gives us accountants a bad rap… and he plays a very Canadian sport… but, hates us? Canadians are fantastically wonderful people. my issue with Langdon though is his improper use of the word ‘then’
Don't worry Swiss, Kera and I will break you out so you can exact revenge on Godbob and his jolly rogers.
Nobody should be forces to pray to Tzeentch, only to Hashut.
BilboBaggins
Thats it Bilbo your going to :D
Godbob and his jolly rogers
1. I don't worry when a person doesn't use the right version ot the word to (in your sentence it should have been too.)
2. Old age and trechery always overcomes youth and enthusiasm (and I'm fairly old.)
Like I’m going peacefully in exile with Swiss that Godbob and his jolly rogers proposed. It took him a couple of posts to notice I typed rogers as rangers but all my posts have them fixed and it doesn’t harm the fact that I don’t take orders or listen to demands of people who threaten me. If those threats are wrong in sentence structure why worry. :hat off
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Langdon probably would make an exception for you fair lady Sojourn.
