Listen up cocksuckas, you wanna know how the fuck I got into this comedy game? Let me tell ya, it was a long road. I had some trouble with the law back in '88, got my ass sent to prison for kidnapping and aggravated robbery. But even in the joint, I couldn't resist making the crowd laugh. Every week during film screening, I'd bust out some stand-up for the boys.
It wasn't until three years after I got out that I finally gave it a real shot. And you know what? It was the last resort for me. I had been through a bunch of other jobs, but nothing felt right. But when I finally hit the stage, I knew I was home.
But before that, I was making some art on the side. Cutting out stencils for hours and spray painting my pieces onto wood. It was a way to pass the time, but little did I know it was all leading up to this. So don't give up on your dreams, cocksuckas. You never know where life will take you.