Many People have written to me asking what sort of childhood I had, my background, hobbies, what have you, so Welcome to my Incredible Untrue Life and Adventures:

This is me and my mother enjoying our annual vacation to the golden sands of Beirut. Customs officials refused to let Daddy cross the borders. When daddy became immersed into his cult, he spent less and less time with the family.....Mother became lonely and sought love elsewhere.

My father was an interesting fellow. He was the leader of a cult of former Amway Workers. He taught Me everything I know...from mind control to accessorizing. He is currently serving time in Tennessee on unspecified charges. *UPDATE*

This is the home I grew up in..My father fleeced his devoted flock of former AmWay workers out of all their life savings...he is my inspiration!

	My parents were unusual I agree, but they always insisted that I was brought up in a healthy environment. For instance, on my 10th birthday mother gave me this beautiful dog, Damon. He wasn't the nicest dog though. Damon attacked me after mother gave me a beef bullion bath and sent me out to play with him..but 22 operations later I'm good as new!
	In My teen years I rebelled...at age 15 I ran away from home and I joined an all-girl singing group...we never made the big time because Victoria, our lead singer, contracted syphilis and went to a sanatorium. Below is one of the publicity stills...I played the bass guitar and designed all of our costumes.
	After a night of heavy partying at bar mitzvah gig in Queens I eloped with one of my groupies Stanley DelManson, he was a bisexual post-op transsexual cross dresser who was terminally unemployed ,addicted to paint thinner fumes and day time soaps. After three days of wedded bliss he left me for Victoria, who coincidentally is the one with her mouth open in the above publicity still. I never got over losing My Stanley, I mean, look at him! He's a Doll!

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