People have my profession twisted. Last time I checked with myself I wasn't Dr. Phil, Oprah, or a Catholic Preist. I don't look down into crystal balls to tell someone how many Serial Killer lovers they will meet in their life time or what house number to play for the lottery.
I am a Comediac that brings laughter to the stage. Nor am I God. I think many people think I can part a red sea, cure the dumb and make a blind person see their own death trap. Many people only heard of me parting a scalp with Yaky1B hair, feeding a couple of hungry souls from the hood and cured a couple of colds with onions, garlic, a hint of honey and white lighting.
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