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John C. Gresham

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John C. Gresham last won the day on April 4 2012

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About John C. Gresham

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    Way better than Soberguy

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    lawdudesloth
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    Male
  • Location
    Irmo, SC
  • Interests
    Cool stuff, you probably haven't heard about it.

Previous Fields

  • Favorite Fiction Character
    Santa Claus
  • Favorite Non-fiction character?
    Rhinobaby

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  1. And then this happened, and all was right with the world.
  2. In case you didn't know, JC stands for Jephrey Cadmanshipburg. It's my real name.
  3. No, flexing is posting in a locked thread and proclaiming my love for Fluttershy.
  4. Also, WAY back in the day I ran the CBUB, in it's old form...and single-handedly killed it with my sexy girl contests of sexiness. Character review admin for FPL, board admin pre-beta (the old site), and the first Admin for the new site. I poke my head in every few years, flex my muscles, then go back to lurking. The old schoolers have me on Facebook (Except for Soberguy, who I'm not entirely sure exists IRL) Been around over 11 years.
  5. This thread? This WHOOOOLE thread? This thread here makes my return worthwhile.
  6. Why bother finding a good voice actor for him? He's a horrible character with a horrible accent...It wouldn't surprise me in the least if in about ten years they took Gambit and revealed that he's been faking that cajun accent to cover up his real, Asian accent. "I pray cards!"
  7. I'd give Jesus a mutant healing factor, a-la Wolverine. Oh, wait...
  8. John looked at Sam tearing the patches from his sleeves, and nodded, a little sigh escaping. Desecration of the uniform was forgivable in this instance, he judged, and nodded sharply to Sam. This was all the indication that John had in fact been of the badge at one point, wearing his shield proudly and dutifully.
  9. Not one to miss a gathering of this magnitute, the fat man darkened the door and cast a shadow over the table. It wasn't an evil shadow, or even a particularly upset shadow...just a lack of light due to the enormity of the mass filling the door frame. There wasn't much to say or do, scanning the table and seeing the mouthpiece and the condemned man. The fat man sat at the table, deciding that tables were for just that, and deposited the key to his truck, his most prized possession next to his wife and his dogs. Muttering to himself about what sounded like an overdose of theatrics from the other two, he leaned back in his chair and kicked his feet up on the table, scattering the cards and toppling the mouthpiece. "I'm John." He looked at the keys, the cards, and the mouthpiece, and was satisfied.
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