The untold history of the man behind the blog

SACHI...THE HISTORY abridged version 1:

A long time ago, Sachi was born on a Nazi Native American reservation in the deep south. He was raised on goats blood and chili from his caretakers until he was 4 because they believed it to be a purification ritual and right of passage for young serpent like men. Little did they know, he was part dogwood tree.

Throughout his childhood he learned from his "people" to hate any and all humanlike creatures. Especially those with webbed feet. It wasn't until he worked for the 21st century Acoustic specialists that he met and befriended a webbed foot albino who he would later share a productive hand modeling career with. That tale will be saved for a later time though....


At an early age, he was taught diligently from his prostitute mentors about the true hooking lifestyle. One specific lesson taught was "a penny earned is a penny most likely covered with an STD". It wasn't until he witnessed a life altering sadomasochistic act that he finally learned to stay away from small change; mostly because it may have been up someone else's ass. This outlook change led him to focus all his attention on developing his inhumanly strength acquired from wrestling baby gorilla's for cheese. His talent for confusing primates was relentless which led him to adapt them into his lucha libre style of wrestling. This style was later stolen by WWE's DX (shameless Amir reference) and used in many made-for-TV movies like Nacho Libre to mock the hobbit like half breed. After being thrown to the wolves (literally), a disheartened Sachi sought out to start his own sports/fitness clubs at the age of 8, but with no capital gains to substantiate his existence he...........version 2 to follow

Neelam's Birthday Festivities (Patel's Keep Growing)

This was a day of great of celebration for another Patel came into this world tipping the balance of power in favor of their ranks. One of their greatest warrior's of the Patel klan the prodigal daughter, Princess Neelam a.k.a Neelbert was born. Well on this day the warrior's life is revisited from her training stints in the hills of Ancient Edison to her time as holder of the truth in the Big City (I would say gotham but I'm sure DC would sue my ass faster then I can say Johnny Cochorane, ohh and he is dead). The first picture you see here is of the great warrior training with her light saber against the groggen better known as Drunkness Fratisa Boyus. In her left hand you see her "light saber" (Hair straightner) and in her right hand an elixar of power (ice tea and malibu rum) to help fight the gorggen and keep her strength for the long road ahead.

Here one of Neelbert's posse manners demonstrates the art of glowstick-fu and how this will enable her to protect both herself and Neelbert from impending attacks of Big Bird, and Oscar the Grouch. The warrior (Ami "The Annihilator" Patel) is doing a series of complex hand movements with her battle elements creating an illusion of many arms it has been hence labled "The many arms of Shiva." You can see Neelbert and V for Vip not Vendetta are throughly engrossed, thrilled and scared.

Here stand 4 men and one Mongolian about to embark on a night like no other that will bond them for life. The face of angst that resides on LouRoc's mug says it all, its go time, some of them don't realize the impending doom others just mock it or wag their Gene Simmion Tongue for tonight was the night of Neelberts birthday and this men would have to come into action like never before. Saving lives, having vommit scrapped off their shoes and just avoiding the general debauchery. Never forget, never forget.

Gathered around the mighty orb, these brave young men lead by the fearless SB attempt to approach some harpies on their voyage through the new york city club sea, using the the mighty orb as a direction finder and metric for success. As these mighty modern day vikings go on their quest they bow their heads in respect and pray to mighty VERIZON. All hail VERIZON, in the circle is the belly of Big O, the mighty arms of Jesus, the fingers of Twinkinator, and the back of LouRoc's scalp.




Two others partaking in Neelbert's birthday festivities, did I mention she is 25, not old if male but as a female, and an indian female lets just say she might as well be in a museum. However these two people aren't let ting that bring down their party moods. Throwing some gang signs at us we see Tim Thomas of the Phoenix Suns is not beyond hanging out with the ordinary people here sharing some time at locale favorite Stay.


Here we see the perpetrator resting after comminting the crime at the scene of the crime, the subsequent photoes may be possible graphic in nature so becareful but they needed to be seen by the world. The world needs to be made aware of such atrocities that are being commited on a daily basis. Its not always in faroff lands like Rwanada but rather in our backyard the 33rd street path station.



Evidence

Here in the highlighted blue rectangle you can see the results of the horrific actions commited by SB. Yes yes that is urine, he urinated on the path train station platform in full public view of that dude standing next to the box. No regard for humanity or civility. He just laughed manically as he pissed away, in full view of the platform attendees.