On this day, the 8th of November...
Thirty three years ago.
Some Australian punk decided it would be best to pop out of his mother three months ahead of schedule, nearly die, suffer a bunch of complications, and have his mother told he'd have any number of ailments from dwarfism to blindness to deafness and a bunch of other bloody things.
Then he grew up. And it's his birthday.
Here I am!
Some Australian punk decided it would be best to pop out of his mother three months ahead of schedule, nearly die, suffer a bunch of complications, and have his mother told he'd have any number of ailments from dwarfism to blindness to deafness and a bunch of other bloody things.
Then he grew up. And it's his birthday.
Here I am!