Gromnir

"What is wrong with you?" am suspecting that some significant % of the people who show up at this page arrive with that question in mind. sorry, but Gromnir has no good answer for you. that being said, our eccentricities begun developing at a young age and has only managed to become more numerous and colorful as we enter our dootage with a stunning lack of grace and/or style. before we had a bicycle, or even a big wheel, Gromnir had a pony (aren't you jealous,) which we named, Alpo. sadly, the people who raised Gromnir did not heed the warning signs and before the age o' 8 we had our first .22, an old Winchester model 69 bolt-action rifle that smelled inexplicably of gruy