I was born a bad egg. Snake oil salesman I was, and at times still am. I stole a few dimes after saying balderish, got them fired up. Crashed someone`s automobile, got them fired up. Then when my camp started gettin` fired up, I put a gun in a man`s mouth and fired up. I ran my butt to Ohio, only to be blinded by scoundrels and left at Solomon`s Folly for dead. Fortunately a man was there. Can`t remember it exactly but here I am now, in a sparkle box you kiddos waste yer time in. Now my beer?