very well, where do i begin...my father was a relentlesy self improving belongery owner from belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a pentient for buggery. My mother was a 15 year old french prostitute named cloe with webbed feet. My father would WOMANIZE, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented th question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts as being lazy. The sort of general malais that only the genius posess and the insane lament...My childhood was typical, Summers in rangoon, luge lessons. In the Spring we made meat helmets. When I was insolent i was placed in a burlap sack and beaten with reeds...pretty standard really. At the age of 12 i recived my first scribe, at the age of 14 an erostrian name Vilma ritualisticaly shaved my testicles. there really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, i suggest you try it.

ASSMASTER

I like to think about my assmastering abiltiy's