It's about time. I finally decided to write my auto-biography. This is some incredibly serious business, and it goes like this:


*Hum-hum, cough*

I was born somewhere near Philadelphia. My birth is a vague memory.

I had a normal duck life, I guess.

But one day, my life got flipped-turned upside down.
In West Philadelphia, born and raised, in the duck pond is where I spent most of my days. Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool, eating some white bread outside of a school, when a couple of birds, who were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighbourhood!

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air.