The leader of a small cult devoted to the realization of the dream of the second coming of Julie Andrews. Allright, so she's not dead.... yet, but it'll happen, and then me and by troupe of (un)trusty henchmen will sieze the reigns of power back from the elitists and challenge Yaweh to a friendly drinking match, after which we shall bring the before mentioned Hebrew God to Justice for the alleged genocide of the human race, said genocide having been perpetrated by the defendant on an unknown number of humans in an undisclosed number of alternate dimensions containing within each a seperate Earth, each of which exist for the sole purpose of providing yet another Julie Andrews for sick and twisted fetish of GOD.
Long live Barnabas.
