them in 5-year-old children. But I tell them the same thing: How dare you speak to me, uneducated maggot of the public school system! But for the Children of the
Spice, I�ll give you a brief summery of my existence.
I was born, nothing there. I got a bike. I fell down and scraped a knee. And Bam, I graduated from The Academy of the Far Too Gifted Young Adults of Zanzibar. There I had achieved my first Docterate, in Asswoopology. 200 correspondence courses later, I had become the most professional man in the know universe. Period.
I did a little medical work here and there, but nothing suited me. Then I meet a strange man at a bus stop. I said �Hey, you. You�re strange. You know that, right?�
He said �yeah.�
Pure Genius! This man inspired me to feats of rocking-ness! I said, �Hey, what the hell�s your name?!�
He said �Rob�
And now I�m here, saving the masses from lameness and New Found Glory. The Cinnamen saved me from crime and high-blood pressure.
