MrRadish

A heart-meltingly dashing, wildly popular, horrendously attractive, deeply fascinating and disarmingly modest user of tired humourous clichés, I live, play, work, eat and sleep in a bubble of my own self-satisfaction. How do you do?

As to how I waste spend my time, my greatest pleasure comes to me in swashbuckling, in reading, in acting, in my friends, in playing and listening to music, and in basking in the world around me - ameliorated all the more by the company of a mirror: the finest ornament one could hope to possess, at least while in my company.

What I loathe, however, what I despise and abhor, is the nefarious practice of writing. What sort of club-footed, fork-tongued, mendaciloquent slubberdeglullion would fritter away the time of their being with this murcid occupation is beyond the capacity of this humble traveller to comprehend, but ah! the world would be a terrible place if we were all alike. Unless we were all alike unto me, of course.