It started one cool Febuary morning,(Feb,`96) I take a badminton class at
Citrus College. I was not as confident in my masculinity back then(Later on the problem was solved when I found out I don't have any. I used to change in one of the restrooms on campus instead of the men's locker
room, hey I'm shy, ok!
On this particular day,as usual. I went into the stalls reserved for
the physically inept.(or was it the grammatically challenged?) Inside the toilet seat dispenser was a huge brown
glob.(guess what that was?)There were stains all over the dispenser.
I thought to myself"This guy is such a LOSER!" but as that thought
passed by, I noticed The letters in blue Ball-point ink written
on the top of the dispenser:
I thought this guy is either a loser or...a mad genius!
I liked the primitive flamboyance in writing;It was like if
someone floated an air biscut and claimed it, being proud of their
work. I enjoyed the mad spontainious quality in that writing.....
Chapter 2(The Bandit is sired.)
Alright, I admit it; I used to role-play often,D&D mostly. On my first campaign. I had to put a fighter-type character together REALLY quick. I named him Ix,named after Ford Prefect's real name in the book The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy
and, in a moment of inspiration that would change my life forever,
I added the sobriquet "The Pickle Bandit"....A chaotic good fighter
who's M.O. was after defeating his foes(and he was able)he would
deficate on them. Soon after, the other role players started calling
me Ix, and then just"The Pickle Bandit"
Chapter 3: The Picklebandit enters the world at large
Well, I'll make this real short, I'm sure this is boring already. I grew up a little, met Spring (Jubilee), grew up more, moved to San Jose after awhile, grew up even more, and after a year of school...I concluded that growing up is for idiots.
Chapter 4: The Picklebandit Strikes Back!
Well, after two years of a self-imposed exile, The PickleBandit is returning to The L.A. area. He returns to right wrongs, reclaim his birthright, avenge his second cousin's friend. More importantly, he is returning in the hopes that his old high school classmates gained more weight too.
And the Journey continues. . . .
