My name is Oliver Clean, and … you know! 500 years… Lonely island… Wild sex dreams… And now: A Nerdette Casting, and an application that blew my socks away!
Here it goes:
Hi Guys! Oliver Clean here. As you know, for the last 500 years I’ve been stranded on an island. And if you now think “He had a lot of time to come up with such a colorful metaphor for a post title“, you are mistaken. It’s not like that.
But watch the video first, it truly is one of beauty and art: Continue reading
Hi there! My name is Oliver Clean, and for the last 500 years… Oh, what the fuck! I’ll just cut to the chest!
Remember I’m looking for a cute little blonde nerdette? Sure you remeber! I strategically posted pics of a hot blonde bookworm to make sure you do!
Well, about that… I’ve got an update for you. Yes I do! 😎
Hey, my precious seven blog readers. I’m only checking in to tell you this Monday’s episode is canceled. Sorry. I know the deal was “Always Mondays”, but I’ve been lying in bed with a heavy flew, and for the life of me, I can’t shoot my arrows straight.
I need a sidekick!
My name is Oliver Clean, and right now I feel like I’ve been getting my ass kicked for the last 500 years.
My name is Oliver Clean, and for the last 500 years I’ve been stranded on an island, unsuspecting we would one day have an Irish head of state : President O’Bummer. A man with such an unlucky name is at least marginally worthy of my attention. Meaning I pay some attention when I hear people mention him in conversations while I linger around dark places.
And indeed I’ve overheared new and intriguing things about his political election on my recent night watch. Wanna know about it?
My name is Oliver Clean, and for the last 500 years I’ve been stranded on an island. The one thing that I didn’t miss at all during that time was: Politics. Many things changed when I came back from the island. This one didn’t.
I am Oliver Clean, and for the last 500 years, I’ve been stranded on an island, where I had plenty of time to develop all sorts of plans.
Unfortunately, I’ve come to realize that most of those plans require dealing with computers nowadays, and I suck with computers. They are just not my area of competence. My area of competence is to look grim and talk with a creepy voice to people who deserve it. That’s my professional focus. That’s what I’m good at. And that’s how I wanna keep it. I mean, who wants to be a Jack of All Trades, right?
My name is Oliver Clean, and for the last 500 years I’ve been stranded on an Island, with only one goal: Get back at my mom for my shitty childhood!
I had plenty of time to think about this, and I came up with a really perky idea: