I thought it would be time for a bit of a in-depth update to my interpals profile. Basically I will keep it short and simple and state the obvious below.

I'm The Unrepentant Fenian Bastard.

IF ANYONE IS COMING TO ENGLAND LET ME KNOW! I'LL SHOW YOU AROUND:D


I'M A DEVOUT ROMAN CATHOLIC.. I CONVERTED TO CATHOLICISM FROM PROTESTANTIS​M!

Name: Benito "Luigi"​ Graffagnino
Date of birth: 20/02/93 (15 Years of age)
Nationality:​ Italian, Irish and English.
Lives: Portishead, Bristol..
Single or taken: It's Complicated!​!..
Religion: Roman Catholic


I was born in a placed called Broomhill, Bristol located in the South West of England. My Dad is Italian and my Mum is English with Irish descent.. I really enjoy Football, religion, politics, computers, gaming etc.

Irish people, Italian People, American people.. Brazilians!

Any, there is no limitations!​

I run a radio station with my friends called Funk Core.. It can be listened to at: http://www.​funkcore.org​

My heroes: Jesus Christ. The Pope.

I admire Hitler quotes.. I don't think he was a good man, but I think what he stood for, and what he preached can only be admired.

Roman Catholics - WE ARE THE PEOPLE.

ANTONIO PUERTA - R.I.P

Grand Mum and Grandad

Oh the empire is finished no foreign lands to seize
So the greedy eyes of England are looking towards the seas
Two hundred miles from Donegal, there's a place that's called Rockall
And the groping hands of Whitehall are grabbing at its walls

Oh rock on Rockall, you'll never fall to Britain's greedy hands
Or you'll meet the same resistance that you did in many lands
May the seagulls rise and pluck your eyes and the water crush your shell,
And the natural gas will burn your *** and blow you all to hell.

For this rock is part of Ireland, 'cos it' s written in folklore
That Fionn MacCumhaill took a sod of grass and he threw it to the fore,
Then he tossed a pebble across the sea, where ever it did fall,
For the sod became the Isle of Man and the pebble's called Rockall.

Now the seas will not be silent, while Britannia grabs the waves
And remember that the Irish will no longer be your slaves,
And remember that Britannia, well, - she rules the waves no more
So keep your hands off Rockall - it's Irish to the core.

Vantage Point, The Godfather, Passion Of Christ, This is England, The History of the Roman Catholic Church.

I don't really watch Television too often. But I do like HollyOaks, East Enders, Skins, The Young Ones, Teenage Kicks, etc. When I get chance to watch the TV.

The Bible. & Other religious books.

"It is now for the Catholic Church to bend herself to her work with calmness and generosity. It is for you to observe her with renewed and friendly attention."​

-Josef Ratzinger

"Ask and it shall be given unto you, Seek and you shall find."

"He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved; but he that
"Let The Guns Be The Argument, And The Words Be The Bullets"​ - Me,


"My name is James Connolly - I didn't come here to die
But to fight for the rights of the working man and the small farmer too
To protect the proletariat from the bosses and their screws
So hold on to your rifles, boys, don't give up your dream
Of a Republic for the working class, economic liberty."​

"A young monk had been living in a monastery for two years and was at his wits end because he did not feel that he knew and understood the art of prayer. One day, in a moment of desperation,​ he approached a very old monk who was sitting by a river which ran through the monastery grounds. The young monk asked the old monk to explain prayer – what it is and how to do it. Immediately,​ the old monk grabbed the younger by the scruff of the neck and thrust his head underneath the water. The young monk tried with all his strength to break free but was unable to do so. As the old monk intuited that the younger was about to drown, he yanked the younger out of the water. The young monk gasped for breath like he had never done so before, at which point the old monk said calmly, “That is prayer, my son. It is the very breath of life. Make time for prayer, even if it is difficult at times, because for our inner selves, it is as important as oxygen for the lungs. Without it, we spiritually die.”

My Quote:

"We are not made of glass, so we wont smash, After hundreds of years of prosecution from Protestants,​ they throw us down to the ground, but Catholic warriors bounce back even higher like a Football would if it was thrown to the floor"