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About ropeandneck : first of all, have a nice day.
I'm 21 and proud to be french canadian.
- I love travels
- hey grammar nazis, feel free to correct me. english is not my first language.
- I hate douchebags, they are everywhere now
- I'm a zombie hunter
- I love american trucks, cars of the 30's, and poutine ( the meal, fuck that ex KGB colonel )
- thumb me up, thumb me down, I still won't hate you.
- that's it for today creepers, stay tuned for new weird bullshit from time to time.
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Monday 1 September 2014