Bio: Intoxicated from the fruits of heaven that fell in my garden, I was unafraid. I was an artist and pain was my muse and my bride. Lo! I have painted a picture. Behold it! Peasants! Negroes! I dance the drunkard's dance over the grave of my neighbors. They are Negroes. But, we are all Negroes, forg... See Full BioMore Info
Seriously, why wouldn't you want to come to this show and dance your ass off?