This is compleatly fucked!

[Max Burbank Jr.]

My whole life I've been told my father is a racecar driver, and and a cowboy. I find out by doing a search on-line that I'm the bastard some of a Unitarian Jew who thinks cracking wise about H.R. Puffinstuff, and made up stories of him hanging out with famous people. This is FUCKED! I've been livng a hard life in Moose Jaw, ID.
Working my ass off at the IGA as a stockboy, And my father doesn't even care about me. Living it up in the Big city, working his fancy internet thing, oh yeah, and it's fucked up!

Once I get my Nova fixed, I totally driving out east to get me some of that big time east coast internet money.

Mom's a Liar, you are not a cowboy, you are not a racecar driver, and yes you are not profesinal surfer. Wait minute, half the shit she's told me is fom Elvis movies, That's fucked up!

Dad, clear a space in the garage, your bastard son is moving in as soon as I get some money saved up.