Mike lives in Islington, London, and works as a computer
programmer in investment banking.
He is married with three children.
He has two sheds and a garage but does not park his car
(a Vauxhall Zafira, no less!) in the garage.
Instead, he has floor-boarded up the joists of the garage
giving it a loft so that he can store plenty more stuff that
might come in useful one day.
Much of what Mike says in pooclub is initially dismissed
as fanciful, or as one member once had it "a complete
pile of minging retard cack", but this is because many
of the theories and ideas he presents to us fly in the
face of conventional reasoning.
Often it takes a great deal of effort to grasp Mike's
logic, and Mike himself sometimes becomes exasperated
having to repeat the same stuff to new members, or to
existing members who choose unwisely to argue with him, or are
just too pig ignorant to understand what he's saying.
So, we asked Mike if he could spare a few poopages to
write down some of his wisdom, so that if anyone requires
an explanation to some of the (confusing) remarks he may
make on the pooboard they can simply be directed here for
Mike generously said, "Oh, all right, then."
Tell your friends. Better still, tell your enemies.