i once was a vulture. the vulture died. i returned to earth as a human being. then i became the emperor of rome. then i fell asleep smoking a cigarette and burned down rome. now i am broke. i guess you could say i am a chain smoker who once was an emperor.
i wear stripes. stripes are the center of my life. i don't know why. my mother says, i was born striped. and that my first word was "stripe" too. i genuinely believe that if everyone wore stripes, the world would be a much sexier place.
ps: i lost a stripe last weekend around 5am on my way home. if you find a red stripe, about 1.50 m in length, somewhere around central station, please return it to me.
