I am the Garbage Man
I’ve come for your trash
Don’t let the dog out
I’ll kick your fuckin’ ass!

I Am the HandyMan
I’ve come for your wood
Beavers know I nailed it
These jokes are fuckin’ lewd!

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I am the MailMan
I’ve come for your wife
Don’t let the cat out
Nails like a fuckin’ knife!

I am the Salesman
Look at all my stuff
If you don’t buy it
I’ll get fuckin’ rough!

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I am the Police Man
I’ve come for your drugs
To confiscate them
Exchanged for fuckin’ hugs!

I am the Repo Man
I’ll take those organs
Tear them all out
No  fuckin’  refunds!

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Biography:

What brings me to Aims is a desire to be something greater than I already am. I have always been a storyteller. The first to amuse my friends and family with various performances, but that was always seen as a hobby, and one that wouldn’t take me anywhere. So, I found myself within a loop of ritualism for a long time, until I found my epiphany. The lightbulb came in the form of my lovely wife and her unending encouragement. An artist herself, she helped me realize my potential as a creator. Pointed out to me that through my passion for writing songs and stories, I could touch people. I could make them feel. She showed me that words are magic. Real spells sitting on the tip of my tongue, ready to be cast into the world, shaping and molding it. When people experience my work, I want them to feel seen, heard, and ultimately uplifted. I put my abnormal perspective into the universe, hoping that I am not alone and that others see it too.