Ok Here goes nothing.
On August 4th 2004, I, Alex Mikos, wrote the history of my life. It can be read here:http://falloutboy87.livejournal.com/42170.html
In this story i said that the story of mr. pinchy was a story for another day. Well that day has come. I shall now unlock the vault and let loose the mystery of the alligator that saved christmas and other racist holidays.
Ok. Mr. Pinchy was born in an Equadorian whore house/opium den. His parents were Bryan Musolf and a non-nocturnal bat. He was born with the "slave name" of Chester Copperpott. He soon ate moose and ditched that name. He hung out in Mr. Hand's history class with Spicolli and disrupted all that shit by saying that Napoleon was an awesome leader even though he was French.
He traveled to Cuba and worked as a spy for U.S. Secret Service. He slept with my mother and had me. My mother was working in Cuba at the time of conseption(thats a story for another day). The alligator flew a hover bike across to England and bitchslaped Winston Churchill. At this time, i bought him and he became my trusty butler. He would tenderly and gentley wash by buttocks and penis. My job was to keep him away from that Limmy cocksucker Steve Erwin. I kicked him in the balls i did. Mr. Pinchy eventually crashed a spaceship into Jay Leno's chin....thus saving all of mankind. He did not die in vain however. For a statue was made and sent to mars to show off his remarkable feet. GOD SPEED PINCHY!
In this story i said that the story of mr. pinchy was a story for another day. Well that day has come. I shall now unlock the vault and let loose the mystery of the alligator that saved christmas and other racist holidays.
Ok. Mr. Pinchy was born in an Equadorian whore house/opium den. His parents were Bryan Musolf and a non-nocturnal bat. He was born with the "slave name" of Chester Copperpott. He soon ate moose and ditched that name. He hung out in Mr. Hand's history class with Spicolli and disrupted all that shit by saying that Napoleon was an awesome leader even though he was French.
He traveled to Cuba and worked as a spy for U.S. Secret Service. He slept with my mother and had me. My mother was working in Cuba at the time of conseption(thats a story for another day). The alligator flew a hover bike across to England and bitchslaped Winston Churchill. At this time, i bought him and he became my trusty butler. He would tenderly and gentley wash by buttocks and penis. My job was to keep him away from that Limmy cocksucker Steve Erwin. I kicked him in the balls i did. Mr. Pinchy eventually crashed a spaceship into Jay Leno's chin....thus saving all of mankind. He did not die in vain however. For a statue was made and sent to mars to show off his remarkable feet. GOD SPEED PINCHY!