About Me

about me

Here’s me, looking much more composed than usual.

Er, hi. I’m Dan.

I’m 25, I can’t grow a decent beard, I dance like a dad, and regularly make an arse of myself publicly. I make absolutely terrible decisions when travelling, and frequently nearly perish as a result. My willpower is crap, common sense is lacking, and I’m terrible with money. I’m incredibly trusting, slow to anger and I have only been punched twice in my whole life, with both events taking place in takeaways at 4am. I don’t even like kebabs.

I ask everyone I meet the same question. I don’t know why.

What’s the biggest animal you could kill with your bare hands?

Best answers I’ve ever had:

“A big snake”

“I reckon I could strangle a horse”

“An emu”

Personally I think I could kill a medium sized sheep.

There. Now you know all there is to know about me. Gosh, I feel like we’ve known each other years.

Got a bone to pick? Contact me. Hit me up. Drop me a line. Get in touch. Throw me a bone. Let’s shoot the breeze.

about me

Here’s me looking like a twat on a mechanical bull in Las Vegas.