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My Christian name is Art Morris. I am part Native American from the Oklahoma Cherokee tribe. My Native name is HuYa, meaning Fighting Eagle.I am 40. Born Jan16 1959. I am a mobile Mechanic, Computer builder/gamer/ Martial Arts instructer. I teach Combat Martial Arts, which is a combination of many styles. Main styles trained in KungFuSanSoo, Tai Kwon Do, Chung do Kwon, Kick boxing, Boxing,& Muey tae, But take seminars on many others. Most of the time spent on the computer you can find me in Quake, Spike is the server. I am known as TOMAHAWK In quakeworld I am part of team Maxx | The Wolf is sacred to Native American people for he is a symbol of Strength, Cunningness, and Leadership | ||||||||||||||||
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This is a picture of me in full regalia at one of the sets for a stunt. All items on me are very real and hand made by yours truly. the headress was the hardest. I do parades in this also. My favorite past time hobbies are Martial Arts, Quake, computer building and repair,Looking at women, my kids and wife of course, stunt shows, and crazy things in general like mad magazine. Two poems from the 60's from mad. One fine day in the middle of the night, Two dead boys began a fight, Standing back to back to face each other, they pulled out there swords and shot one another.A deaf policeman heard the noise, and beat the life from the two dead boys. Now if you don't believe this story to be true, just ask the blind man, he saw it to. #2 Ladlies and jellyspoons, Hobos and tramps, crosseyed mosquitos, and bowlegged ants. I am here before you to stand behind you, to tell you something, I know nothing about. Since next Thursday is good Friday, We are haveing a mothers meeting for fathers only. Come if you can't and wear your best clothes if you don't have any. Admission is free, just pay at the door, pull up a chair and sit on the floor. It don't matter where you sit the guy in the balcony can always spit. Our next meeting will be on the four corners of a round table. Ok I said I was a little whacked. Its that Nam injury. flashbacks you know. | ||||||||||||||||
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