H Hizzle was my nickname as a child
As you can see...my puny stature and homosexual tendency made me a constant target of insults and beatings from my peers. Many times I wasn't even barraged by coarse words or fists, but feces. That was the worst. When I asked by bullies why they picked on me...one replied "You face so ugly it angers me...I cannot resist to punch it"
Ever since my country lost the war and committed such horrible atrocities...I have had a hard time finding work. It seems that a conviction for crimes against humanity follows you the rest of your life; for shit's sake... Walmart won't even hire me.
Since then I've been trying to right my wrongs and turn my life around. I wish I would have found my true callings ( Breakdancing and the Oboe) earlier so I wouldn't be in this mess nor received the award for "Biggest Douchebag of the 19th Century"
With breakdancing....I could have gave the world some funk and that hippity-hop but instead I gave it genocide.