First there was my beautiful mother.
About Dan
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First there was my beautiful mother. |
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Then there was my father. |
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They met... |
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...and I was born a little kid. |
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Then grew to be a youngster... |
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...and into a wierd and geeky boy. |
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One day after school I got beaten up. For some reason my hair turned orange the next morning... |
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...and got really mad. I was posessed, and things were starting to change inside me. I was beginning to go through puberty! |
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Hair started to grow all over my face. It grew until I had a beard. I didn't look like any of the other kids anymore. |
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So I was exiled to the ski slopes in search of my calling. |
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I searched high... |
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...and I searched low. |
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I even searched through the trees. |
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One day, as I was walking down the street a cute little fortune teller told me I should teach. I asked her, "teach what?" She didn't respond with words instead she looked in my eyes and searched through my mind then... |
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To see what the fortune teller saw in my mind, click on Elvis' nose. |
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Then after viewing my passions she gave me a drink. |
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So I drank the drink and put on the nametag. |
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And because of drinking right, look at me now! |
