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ever since rob turner was unborn he'd always dreamed of making polka music but after a smack in the head near birth he was forced to spin music to satisfy his bassinstructor. he worked hard on trying to change the relationship between him & his instructor but was beaten to it by some random bint by the name of myra romano. she managed to get the bassinstructor to mow her front lawn naked for the rest of his life or until he could answer the mystery of the woodchuck that couldn't chuck wood. rob however was left on the streets, shameless and bored and was forced into duty at a shit disco playing the macarena for 12year old girls. in 1998 he managed to sell his hair of knowledge to gain more skill in his trackselection but was jipped by the seller. without his hair of knowledge he ventured into some other forms of expressions such as interpretative dancing, onehand clapping and blindfolded raving. after failing in all these ventures he want back to the only thing he could now do. creating mixmeister sets and selling them to bald turkmenistani kids for exchange of food. one month after that he met myra romano and she held a gun to his head and told him that if he wouldn't like her and be her djpartner for the rest of her life, she would lorraine bobbit him and leave in a forest in the west of jukkasjärvi,finland. after that, not much happend really.
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