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John Constantine

The Englishest English who ever did Eng.

Created on 2006-09-11 23:11:06 (#11124130), last updated 2007-11-06

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John Constantine:	Hellblazer
	Liar, trickster, laughing magician... Cheap flashy crook. Name: John Constantine (His wiki.) (Wrong one.) Series: Hellblazer (Its wiki.) Age: 54 (He claims he looks younger due to demon blood, otherwise not -- he still looks middle aged!) Birthday: May 10th, 1953 Status: Very alive. Western Zodiac: Taurus. Chinese Zodiac: Snake. Alcohol: Guinness. Cigarette Brand: Silk Cut. Favorite Food: Anything fried to heart hazardous, has a preference for salmon. History: Arrived in Poly after his sister's death. He currently lives with the Corinthian and considers him, of all beings possible in existence, his lover. Contracted lycanthropy. Constantine claims to have cured it with the others who wished for such when he spread his infection in a moment of madness. Despite claims and controversy, he is very bisexual. Character Relationships: Cheers: bitingnightmare * venomouselle * she_dove_off * glock30 browning_baby * cigamyadyreve * janvalentine * elainebelloc * proudbutterfly Lulz: one_of_heaven * onceholland * fallen_samael * 2nd_dream_king * paracelsus_ftw * the_bastard_ds * You. Piss off: igotadisease
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The Wolf and the Dog

Hungry after an unsuccessful day of hunting, a lean Wolf came upon a well-fed Dog. Wolf could see Dog was having a better time of it than he was, so he inquired what Dog had to do to stay so well-fed. "Not much, just guard the house, show fondness to the master, be submissive to the rest of the family and you are well fed and warmly lodged," Dog replied. Wolf thought this over carefully. He risked his own life almost daily, had to stay out in the worst of weather, and was never assured of his meals. Perhaps Dog's way of life might be better.	As they continued along together, Wolf saw a place around Dog's neck where the hair was thin. He asked what this was and Dog said “it is just the place where my collar and chain rub.” Wolf stopped short. “Chain?” he asked. “You mean you are not free to go where you choose?” “No,” said Dog, “but what does that mean?” “Much,” answered the wolf as he trotted off. “Much.”