AAAAAnd, let's see -- I was raised in a rural goat farm on the south antarctic of the moon. After several years of rural moon-goat farming, I realized it wasn't what I wanted from life. So I learned to knit. Mostly sweaters for cats. Cats like sweaters, you know. One day, a moon goat ate one of my cat sweaters, and I got so angry and said some very mean things to the moon-goat, and hurt its feelings. Well, moon-goats can talk, so when it told my moon-father what I said, I was sent to Earth. And here I've been ever since. Missing moon-goats and cat sweaters and trying to fill the void with Y94.
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