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I was born within spitting distance of the King's racegrounds to a wealthy Arab apricot farmer and a woman who had a bit of a melted face. I was schooled in the arts of brie and explaining how mirrors work. My first kiss came under a moonless sky, because it arrived at 3pm. I rolled down the street smokin' endos, sipping on Gin and Juice. I didn't start the fire, it was always burning since the world was turning. I could believe it wasn't butter. I was world champion at Forty-Forty. I wasn't a robot in disguise. I may have forgotten more than Einstien ever knew about Physics, but I can't remember. I sang for 'The Police', because I'm a fucking grass. If the Devil was six then I was the Monkey who went to heaven, but not the spoon who went to Button Moon. I read the Thesaurus but found it boring, dull, tedious, dreary, lackluster, repetitive, unexciting, humdrum, wearisome and monotonous. I made the bit at the end of the X-files where the girl said "I made this". I told Darwin he was adopted.