I was born in a small Mexican village just north of Mexico called 'Wisconsin.' It was there I learned the deadly arts of the farm hand, working all hours of the day and honing my skills at both the bo staff and the quill. After defeating my master in a bloody showdown casually observed by passing cattle, I moved to Orlando to dodge hurricanes and bitterly bitch about all the pasty goddamn midwest tourists. Go home!
August 29th, 2006