Originally posted by reinfeldMy story is a long one and I don't believe in long posts. I am a terrible chess player. I write my own poetry. I am a reverend. I don't sell oranges by the freeway. I'm black to the bone.
...are you a reverend ?...are you black ?...are you a really, really good chess player....who writes your poems for you ?....do you sell oranges and roses on the freeway off ramps during the day in old los angeles ?.....what is your real story...?...you can tell us...we won't laugh .....