Chris, its Johnny, but you probably dont remember me. When I twas but a little boy, known as Little Johnny, I would ride mi scooter around the town. One faithful day whilst I was ridding i happened past your house, and outside there you were, just standing there. You glanced at me, which in turn distracted me, causing me to lose control and fall into an open sewer hole. There i lost my arms to mutant alligators, but i fashioned new ones out of poop. Now when i walk around people call me poop arms. The day has come for me to take my vengeance upon you. You will not know where or when my attack will come, but be sure of this…..you WILL smell my presence, and you will pay dearly!

In Loving Regards
Johhny -Poop Arms-