Look in the mirror, seemed kinda bad, but it was okay then.
Then my face decided to get this butterfly kinda rash going on over the nose and cheeks, with raised bumps that are pretty much minor versions of those nasty blisters.
I could hear high pitch electronic **** ever since I was a baby.
TVs espceially.
I'z psychic.
I also had sun poisoning once.
It was liek this...
My mom'n'dad was living in equatorial Ghana, somewhere in the Volta basin.
I thought I'd help mah dad dig up his hard-ass soil with a pickaxe, cause it seemed like a tough person thing to do.
While I was diggin up the garden, tryin to be tough, our night watchman came to me and asked:
"Is your daddy punishing you for something, and made you do this?"
ANd I said:
"No I'z trying to be tough, under dat equatorial sun and stuff".
The man said:
"ok"
and walked back into shadow.
I kept hitting the ground for a while uner the equatorial sun with my pickaxe for a while, hitting some toad and making it bleed while it was waiting for wet season.
Then I went inside all sweaty.
THen, when night came, I started feeling all feversih and every ****ing joint and muscle in my body told me I should have rather gone shoot myself in the head than do that.