Not me, I got to pick my own name as a child. Admittedly, “Small-Weiner Stegosaurus” might have been a regrettable choice.

I can’t find a ritual that works! Out here on the hustle, everyday, drawing stars with chalk using nothing but the clappable cheeks great satana gave me, chanting until my throat is hoarse, and going full wacky waving inflatable tube man. Just an honest person over here trying to bring about the downfall of humanity and I can’t catch a break…