So, the name's Ashley, but most people know me as Whiskey. I'm infamous.
I write things. I read things. Sometimes I go places and do things, but mostly I stick close to home. I play quite a bit of music, and I have a few friends
that play quite a bit of music--sometimes with me, but mostly on their own
I drink and I smoke. I have a cocker spaniel named Siouxsie. I have friends, but I have enemies, too. I might be a ninja--but they might be giants. I don't
believe in linear thought, or Freudian psychology. I know what I know. I take interesting medications. I make boys cry, and men weep.
I like burlesque, and I make costumes so people can peel them off. I have tattoos. I like my tattoos. I don't do politics or religion, because my beliefs
are mine and mine alone.
I'm tough as nails. I have never shot a man in Reno just to watch him die. I have hair. It gets in the way. I am afraid of elevators, loud noises, clowns,
guns, robots, pirates, chinchillas, frozen turkeys, bugs, arachnids, toads, frogs, crustaceans and most things. I am not afraid of ghosts, or death, or split
dimensionality or dementia. I live in my own head. I dislike poor grammar. I like Old No. 7, neat, in a pint glass.
Contact Information
AIM: whiskeyrodriguez
Twitter: whiskeyish
Skype: whiskeyish
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