When I was a child my parents had a way of keeping me in line, punching me around. When I got big I started hitting back. Their solution was to have me locked up in a psychiatric institution where I met a lot of unique and freaky people and was forcibly injected with drugs that were like chemical torture. I broke out of this place and became homeless for awhile. It was like being in guerilla warfare. I was shot at, stabbed, and beaten with a steel pipe. I then robbed a bank and used the money to move to France where I got a job working as a security guard in the housing projects around Paris.