Born in the mountains of Kentucky, Charlie was raised by a pack o' necks. Momma was his sister, daddy was his uncle. At the age of four, Charlie got accidently plugged in the head with a double barrel shotgun full of birdshot. Daddy thought Charlie was an empty bottle o' beer. From that point on, Charlie became quite different from the family that raised him. Although he still liked his possum stew, at the same time Charlie was awaken by the powers of his philosophical mind. Thus, he still liked using his teeth to open beer bottles, but he also became a thinker like that of Buddha, Socrates, and Nietzche, to name a few. Charlie soon realized that his life's work was to use his great wisdom to help those that needed such help. Sure, Charlie might become real "friendly" with a sheep now and then, but he also knows the answers to the universe. WEEEEE DOGGIE!!!If you have a question for Charlie, please send him a message. According to Charlie, he'll get back to you before the flies start gathering around his homemade chocolate bars.------------------------------------------------Epilogu e- On Saturday, September 30, 2006, Charlie Sunshine went a dirt nappin'. Several days later, he rose from the grave. Unlike Jesus coming out us his tomb, Charlie was sent back to do the Devil's work. He is still trying to figure out what that is. In the meantime, since Charlie has now been able to unlock all the answers to the universe, he is ready for all of your questions. Oh, yeah, I almost forgot...for some strange fuckin' reason, he now has a hankerin' for brains. He is a ghost, not the undead, so he is confused as you are. If you would like to donate some brains to curb his cravin's, message us and we will tell you where to send them.