Pm39

Pm39 is a fiction, bourne gently of the badly considered naming conventions used by panoptic powers of earlier days. Roughly fifty percent of all tested pm39 is generally considered to be false, and to put to much reliance on telling which half is which is generally to find one's self up a Crete.

Pm39 spends too much time sheparding his nascent grey market Irish tomato soup cartel along the skeins of international intrigue, customs agents, and suit shops. The pickled olive packing concern is also coming along nicely, but has only really found root in Cordoba.

Pm39 has neither a dog, nor speaks Italian.