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Before I met Mr Stars I was a hopeless bum sucking spilt beer from the stained carpets of dingy taverns. Since he took me under his wing, I've learnt spell my name in wiz on the snow, calculate pi to 26,328 places in my head, care for small mammals, dance like I've never danced before and use the curious coins and printed paper known as currency to pay for liquor in a glass. My carpet sucking days are over & I owe it all to Mr Stars.