I was born in an obscure village, the son of a traveling banjo salesperson and a stay-at-home dad. One day, there came a strange visitor to our village. He said that an oracle had spoken of a great magickan who would arise from an otherwise worthless village. The townspeople stoned him for his insolence, but I always wondered: could I be that great magickan?
I'm not, but it's the Internet. I can pretend to be whatever I want.