What is your origin story?

Man of Honour
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And the lads? ;)

(no judgement)

Yes I do get approached by males but it doesn't help when I am a bit camp at times and my band mates say I'm gay when they are approached first :)

**** off!

I've seen a pic of the top of your sweed and you don't look a day over 60. :p

Seriously though, I thought you were early 50's.

That old, most put me at mid 40s :)
 
Soldato
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Designing Buildings
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I become the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin' some b ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mon scared
And said you're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She give me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
Put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
First class yo this is bad
Drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass
Is this what the people of Bel-Air live like
Hmmm this might be all right
But wait I hear they're prissy? and all that
Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat
I don't think so I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well uh the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude looked like a cop standin' there with my name out
I ain't tryin' to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening disapeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The licensce plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought man forget it yo homes to Bel-Air
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie yo homes smell ya later
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air
 
Soldato
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The only time that I was unemployed in my life c1980 I was between jobs as a dredging superintendent (sounds more senior than it was) and a draughtsman in a design office. In actual fact I had been banned from driving, my beloved motor -Ford Capri 3000E- was sold and I needed the rent so i signed on.

The job centre quickly found me a job with a landscaping company from Irlam Gtr. Manchester, planting trees hundreds a day. We were a gang of six travelling in a landrover with a trailer full of saplings behind and we all had nicknames. Mine became Hagar the Horrible due to my long blonde hair and beard and my resemblence to the cartoon character from the Sun.

For a while I was nkata but now I am reclaiming Hagar and growing the hair and beard although the latter is more white nowadays.
 
Soldato
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Nottingham
Nothing special about me just your usual.... I was born on a pirate ship off the coast of Peru were I was given a traditional Aztec upbringing, during which i excelled in the arts and sciences. At age 7 my parents accidently killed each other in a freak fencing accident. I left the tribe to be trained by the legendary Vin Diesel. At age 18 and after a failed X-Factor audition i set out in search for work at a Berry plantation, after failing to find one I decided to settle in Nottingham. I currently reside in Hucknall where i lace street drugs with powerful toxins and redistribute them to school children and pregnant Celebrities. I'm Allergic to most types of hippies.
 

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Soldato
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Wishaw
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the total number of forum members I plan on hunting down irl and slaying brutally after accidentally searching for claw hammers 16 years ago and only finding rather decent cpus

I mask my Uk wide murder spree under the guise of trawling the country as a airport taxi driver when in fact I’m sleeping in members wheelie bins ready to pounce when they least suspect it
 
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