Sometimes it is a good thing when one of your life's ambitions doesn't come to a fruition. As a young tyke in 1959 one day I found myself day dreaming (in Black in White) about what I like to be when I grew up and a thought came up to me that Policeman, Fireman and Astronaut had already been used up by other kids. So I wanted to branch out and think outside the box. So in my state of brilliance I decided that I wanted to grow up to be a Pathological Liar. I was pretty sure that this would set me apart from the norm. Well right from the start my life's goal was doomed. I started out trying just simple fibs with the goal toward reaching outright Liedom as I got better at perfecting my art. The problem was that I would Twitch uncontrollably turn Red and Pee in my Pants any time I tried to Lie. It became obvious within a short time that I would have to alter my lifetime ambition. So I gave in a became a Fireman, Policeman and a Astronaut. See, I can Lie.