User:Archer OaZ
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Biography
Forward
Archer was blessed with two last names. Why you ask? Well that easy! My dad hated me. See long story wrapped into a small pointless ramble. Are you happy? No?! Of course not. And like my Basic teacher in the medical school, He all ways told me "Its not a thousand words." Blah blah blah he wasn't whining when I single handedly brought him back from the brink of death, but that is another story. Most of the following is true and only a small small SMALL fraction is truly fiction.
Early Life
I've been a great disappointment to his father, mother, brother, sister, that loan officer who gave me a great rate for my student loan that I never paid, my first wife, and that guy that wanted to hold my hand wile in the bathroom. (He had some really good candy)
I thought to my self. "Been seven years old sucks the left thumb of a rancor right hand".(BTW That's the hand that Rancores use to wipe there bums with.) On my twelfth birthday I desired to be stronger faster and more powerful then any one I the whole galaxy! Two weeks later I wanted to be a Nurf herder, because they had an awesome union with excellent health benefits. Wile at birthday party of my sixteenth birthday I realized, "Why have excellent health benefits when I been a excellent health benefit." As i said before my father hated me he wanted me to join the family business of Bantha breeding. Before you think "Whats wrong with that?" Think about how you got to get sperm from a Bantha. Yea its sick people SICK. And when I told my father that I wanted to be a doctor, he chased me around the room screaming "Serenity now Serenity now!"
Without the support of my loving family I went to medical school. Ran up all sorts of debt, only a small part of it was from med school. Girls cost allot of money, smart girl cost more. Just ask my first wife. I found a job as a ambulance driver. I really dont want to hear about people whining about hauling materials. I hauled geriatrics. They never shut up, "I'm bleeding out my anus." "My diaper is full of poo" "Who cares your son just paid me to through your ass out of a air lock So change your own poop." Thats right some guy named Uebles paid me a lot of money to toss his dad's ass out of an air lock. What!? I had bills. And his candy was sooooo good. --Archer OaZ 01:57, 1 April 2011 (GMT)