Writer/Reporter

Not too much is known about Damon. Being spoon fed an unhealthy diet of horror films, pop culture and junk TV since birth he has grown into something of legend. For years after his childhood full of Masters of the Universe and Michael Jackson obsessions he went into hiding, finding his only solace from the screaming internal monologue in the form of film and television. He is one of the few people who might watch a marathon interchanging Rainbow Brite cartoons and X-rated underground horror films while sitting in a makeshift Hefty bag diaper and drinking black coffee straight from the pot. His beard holds more powers than any one human should possess. On occasion Damon is known to creep out from his subterranean habitat to watch movies – natch – or eat some Chipotle. When interviewed by The American Journal of Psychiatry he told them that he holds such filmmakers as John Waters, Lucio Fulci and George Romero as his heroes and likes to fall asleep to the soothing sounds of Death Metal. Now he is glad to have GATW as an outlet to unleash his perverted views on the world. Beware.