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38 / M / Straight / Single

Manchester, United Kingdom

My Details

Last Online
Yesterday – 11:53pm
5′ 10″ (1.78m)
Body Type
Graduated from masters program
Art / Music / Writing
Relationship Type
Doesn’t have kids
English (Fluently)

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My self-summary
My biography is not so interesting, it is like many of the other people who reside in the kingdom of OK Cupid. I was raised by wild wolves in the province of Rajistan and at the age of three, I had proved myself an adapt hunter and gatherer. When discovered by social workers from Islington Social Services, I was wearing a squirrel skin coat which was promptly destroyed by some well meaning Trots.

After a tumultuous life involving firearms, nun running, drugs, violence but very little sex. I later found myself working in the media industry which is all that you imagine it to be just more boring. Yes I have met famous people, no I cannot remember who most of them are. Especially if they're footballers.

Now I lurk in a volcanic hideaway biding my time until the right moment appears and I can strike...

All the above are nothing but lies. Well apart from the media bit. I read, I write, I go out to do arty stuff when I can, I know a lot of comedian types and I can probably pass a lot of their jokes off as my own. Oh, and I've never ever tasted squirrel, not much meat and I think Panda's really want to be extinct but Prince Philip won't let them cause they make such a good logo for his charity.
What I’m doing with my life
Trying to take over the world.
I’m really good at
Picking myself up.
The first things people usually notice about me
The crowd of worshippers that constantly follow me begging to slaughter their first born in my name in return for a bountiful harvest. Or the band that does my soundtrack. You know when I'm trying to be seductive as the guy will start playing a sleazy saxaphone solo.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Too many to mention.

Films - My tastes are quite broad and encompass art house to mainstream.

The Battle of Algiers/ Inception/ Dune/ Kiss Me Deadly/ Brazil/ Letter from an Unknown Woman/ Barry Lyndon/ Remains of the Day/ Last Year In Marienbad/ The Passenger/ There's Something About Mary/Ikiru/Seven Samurai/ The Conformist/ Mishima: A Life In Four Chapters, etc. etc.

Books - I've been going non-fiction for quite some time and need to get back to fiction. My guilty pleasures are graphic novels and just finished Alejandro Jodorwosky's "The Metabarons" but to feel more adult, I'm half way through Andre Malraux "Man's Fate". Also dig Ursula K. LeGuin, Herman Melville, Graham Greene and others. Just not Martin Amis.

I try to go to the theatre when I can but need more of an education in that area. I'm also completely musically illiterate and can oscillate from stuff like Kavinsky and Blue Foundation to Krystof Penderecki and Bruce Springsteen. I really have no taste but if it can carry a tune, I'll hum it (so says the man who also has a CD of Bulgarian sheep songs on the shelf).

So to sum it up:
- I don't think the films of LOTR, The Hobbit or anything else involving a bunch of furry footed f*****s hobnobing about New Zealand is the greatest film ever made.
- Football bores me. You may think it doesn't make me a real man but speaking as someone whose been shot at, stabbed, blown up and been interrogated by the secret police of several third world dictatorships, I've been in situations which would make your typical Man Utd supporter piss themselves in terror. Yes, I am awesome. Please put that on the back of a postcard and mail it to me. I need reminding.
- Homeland is not good telly. Saying that three times will make the ghost of Dennis Potter come up behind you and shout: "Boo!"
The six things I could never do without
Zombie shelter.
Ammunition. Yeah I know it's seven. I'm a maverick.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
trying to remember where I got my last scar.
On a typical Friday night I am
smoking in an opium den and generally behaving decadently. On a first date, I would take you to a junk yard, give you a rifle and we would spend the evening shooting rats. Or someone who works in advertising. No real difference between the two.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
is so horrifying, so dark, so unbelievable that anyone wanting to find out has to get completely and utterly plastered before I confess and would do well to forget it the next morning as the faulty recollection of a particularly bad hangover.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 28–43
  • Near me
You should message me if
you're curious, funny, perverse, super intelligent, silly, sarcastic, compassionate, a poor shot, literate, confident and some other quality that would be surprising (will consider psychopaths). Self confessed weirdo's are especially welcome.