I'm Fred Fortune, so-called social misfit, homeless con man, interplanetary thief and intergalactic felon. If you can believe everything you hear, that is. The only thing they got right, in my opinion, is the fact that I'm homeless. Or should I say that I'm currently holed-up in the Mars underground. That's right, the planet Mars. Right under the goddamn Cydonia face.The one thing I will admit to is being on the lam. In fact, I just made tracks yesterday from a previous hole-in-the-wall. In other words, when it comes to making trouble, I don't shit where I eat.
I only have a few interests and here's the short list: finger-pointing, making waves, telling it like it is, squealing and looking for a place to hide. In other words, I'm the Earthling you never want to become. So, if using the labels they gave me gets me more followers, then I'm whatever they say I am. Pricks.
OK, so a fun "Vegas-ey kind of guy" I'm not.
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