I Am That, That Am I. And By-the-Way Who Actually Cares About That ? If You Do, I Do NotCare, It Is About Time That You'S.T.F.U' (Shut The Fuck Up) … Thanks A Lot.
I Am A Bastard, A 'Foundling', In March 1964, My Mother Threw Me In Bin. Their Is Nothing Missed By Nothing, I Had Over 100 Foster Mothers, Thousands Of Fathers And Millions Of Uncles, Aunts, Nephews, Nieces And Cousins. They Are All Dead.