Last may in 1968 when I had but three years, I was really quite harassed. but now I'm fine. I've got a wife, two kids, a daughter a son, a fish, a hamster, a BMW, a picket fence, a quaint house in the suburbs, a small white dog, a television, carpeting, a pool, a holy bible, some markers, some used bingo cards, two thousand frozen mega sarcastic yugoslavians...but thats another story. I'm a pimp. It's what I am, it's what I do. I sell teenage bodies to elderly perverts for a price, but I digress. Sure, I used to smoke buddha and other oriental gods but c'est irrelevant, n'est pa? Me too.