What started out as an innocent internet forum escapade turned into a sad tale of unrequited love. Stay with us as we explore the darker, deeper areas of the website Aznlover.com, and a story which began with the sudden departure of their star female, a supposed woman by the name of "PeachyUK"


*rushed transcripts

ALTV NEWS: We're here with a long-time member of Aznlover.com, a dashing fellow by the name of Risky. Risky, can you tell us a little about...

Tried to grow my hair out..
Its itchy and I hate it....
Bring on the clippers!!!!

I am totally a person who wears her heart on her sleeve. It often sets me up to be hurt. To steal minh's words I just need to swallow some cement and harden the fuck up.

No wonder women play games. You show yourself, you're kind, you're giving, you're patient. And men freak out. I'm just gonna be bitchy, aloof and unavailable instead. Obviously being myself isn't working.

Get ready to tame the shrew, I'm sick of being soft.

I just became an ordained minister. I am now a Reverend ordained by the Universal Life Church Monastary, and I did it all online for five bucks, and that was the cost of the certificate! Haha.

I was thinking maybe I'll start a church and become some kind of crazy cult leader. Wouldn't that be interesting? I could post blog entries on AL about how I influence young female disciples and bed them. I'll also post video interviews of them where they'll relentlessly compliment me while...

Okay, so I get a call from my mom in Albany, Ga. saying that my granmother needs stints placed in her heart. Then it goes from that to, open heart surgery. So, I drove down to Albany, Ga. to see her before the surgery and to be there for her and family. Well, she made it through the surgery although the doc told us he almost bailed twice.
Well, I thought the hardest part was over but boy was I wrong!
The nurses in the SICU were so insensitive and unreal! So, we had to complain about...

Here's an interesting article on the supposed epidemic of infertility. The article is too long to post here, but below is an excerpt:

Worldwide, the fertility of both men and women is declining but things seem to be worse for the men! In 1960 a good sperm count was considered to be 120 million sperm per milliliter of seminal fluid. Anything lower than that and a man was considered to be only marginally fertile. These days, things have become so bad that a man is considered fertile...

So I was told about it, I caught a few whispers around the traps about the size of this thing and people seemed to always use the words MASSIVE and YOU GOTTA SEE IT in the same sentence when refering to it so eventually I got curious.

Well today I decided to end the speculation and see it for myself and Massive doesn't quite embody the awe you feel as you first see lay eyes on it and it hits you like BAM!

No....the word I would would use to describe it is EPIC. ...sorry...

In addition to being a unique person, I also have a brother who is an identical twin. I try to imagine what life would be like if we werent twins. I'm so used to people coming up to me and always asking the same old questions such as if i have esp, or does my brother feel pain when i do, do we dress the same etc... etc...


Funny thing is we're similiar in a few areas, but vastly different in others. One big thing is that I happen to be open about prefer fat women. My brother...

I love Mariah Carey and I would like to have her babies. Okay, that doesn’t make any sense but I wish it did. I always envy girls in that they can say, this guy is hot and I would love to have his babies. I guess I could say, I would love to impregnate Mariah Carey but then I would get accused of being a pervert. It isn’t fair, right risky? Waaa Waaa.


This is one of my favourite songs. Yes, I spelled favourite...

Conan: What gods do you pray to?

Subotai: I pray to the four winds... and you?

Conan: To Crom... but I seldom pray to him, he doesn't listen.

Subotai: [chuckles] What good is he then? Ah, it's just as I've always said.

Conan: He is strong! If I die, I have to go before him, and he will ask me, "What is the riddle of steel?" If I don't know it, he will cast me out of Valhalla and laugh at me. That's Crom, strong on his mountain!
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