It was a dark and stormy night, in the little cow-town of Anaheim California, better known as the city that Disneyland is in. The day was September 29th in 1984. Little did the ghetto ass folks of this town know that after this day their lives would change forever. In a dark, damp and crowded lil broom closet in Martin Luther King Jr hospital an abominable creature was being hatched. I would say born but this..... thing..... is no living, breathing, warm blooded creation of God. Poor new intern Robert Smith died as soon as the head popped out and many nurses have yet to stop re-living the nightmare that is the day that Anthony Torres was born. Now I know you are all wondering what can be so bad about this cute little new born, apart from the size of his head , which no doubt left his mother looking like someone blew up a super-sized Arbys Ham sandwich. Other than that he was a typical little new born...... or so it seemed. No one was able to explain the death of Robert Smith. Some say it was the fact that the Torres boy was born ass first but no one noticed, he was that ugly. His mother refuses to accept that explanation. Others say that the childs' chipped tooth smile cut the young doctors wrist and he bled to death. But only the child knew for sure. He grew up a strange little boy. His head only got bigger, which he used to beat the other small headed kids to death when they made fun of him. Parents were calling for his head, literally. He always tried to run away and escape the criticsim and fun-poking but he never made it past his room door, for his head would get wedged tight in the doorway. So he stayed in his room forever. Living off Taco Bell double deckers and watching you-tube videos of young women shaking there bottoms. Needless to say he became quite the introvert. Never really dating much or talking to people period. He developed quite an athletic body lugging that massive noggin around everyday and now he spends his day on a free online dating website hoping that one day a cute chick reads his abut me and laughs hard enough that she looks past the fat-head and retarded attitude to maybe have sex with him out of pure pity. To be continued...........

First date huh? hmmmm.... Idk........ where do broke people go? nah but forreals forreals I like to keep it simple. Taco Bell Gorditas and maybe if ur lucky I'll get some cinnamon twist uuuwwweeeee..... followed by a movie and then the ol' coffee shop.......we gonna need something to keep us up al night for all the sex we gon' be making=0)