Oh, hi there. I’m Nick Spears.

Conceived by a Norse goddess on the clouds of Odin’s beard. He was a magical baby, one that the locals would throw flowers and chiclets at. At age 5, Nick killed his first komodo dragon with nothing but a pair of brass knuckles. Known by many and loved by hundreds, Nick is missed daily. This site exists to maintain an archive of all that is Nick Spears for future generations, and for those of us who do not want to forget. The OG Lurk is in each and every one of us.