so yeah, i was born in a rural town of chicago an then raised by a robust red head named pat in texas. it was here that i came into my own at a ripe age of seven and decided to move me and my family to georgia. what can i say my dad needed the work. i bcame frinds with many friends and found my true calling as a fireman. little did i know that this was just a silly dream and it would never come to pass. i fell in love in third grade to a hooker named tiffany. she wasnt really a hooker but thats what i ccalled her when she wouldnt let me touch her face. i learned the ropes of my own body when i was twelve to a hyperallergenic pillow named marge. she was gentle and didnt make fun of me for being too fast. once i tasted the sweet release i had to have more. like a meth addict i began searching for anyway to make this instant gratification possible. what can i say, i never had a real father. here i began to realize that i use a sense of humor as a defense mechanism. i would punch a girl in the face and then laugh. i thought it was hilarious. at 19 i decide the state of georgia couldnt control the beast within so i moved to los angeles to make a name for myself. i was thinking of frank but thats too common. anyway enjoy....
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