Grew up in Vilinnon-I and left that dim bulb of a star as soon as I could fake my age. My parents owned a restaurant named Sam & Ella's. They never could figure out why the rest of the restaurants in the station did more business than they did.

Apprenticed with Boniface Shatwell. His ancestors obviously were proud of simple achievements and he continued that tradition in his own, mediocre, way. He managed to do a rendition of the opening bars of the William Tell Overture using only belching. He severed our relationship when he discovered I locked an angry raccoon in his pod after he had stepped out to take a leak. It may not have been a great career strategy, but the video from the camera I hid in there went viral. "Ooooooo Lawd! Someone kill this thing!" Classic.

By the way, all of those female frozen corpses were not mine.