When I am out and about people look upon me and often ask. "What is it you do for a living?" Well, I look them dead in the eyes and I say to them, what business is that of yours? do you wish to throw down? are you here for my mask? because if you are, you shall soon know the meaning of the word pain! Do I look like Masky to you? a dragon who gives away his precious masks for baubles, marbles, cocaine and other assortments of useless items? NO I am Fang. I shall use my shamanic powers upon you. My beautiful butterfly companions shall suck the very nectar from yours souls! My ghostly wings will scare the life out of your parents and you, shall become orphaned. Do you know what will happen then? you shall have no choice but to sell YOUR masks on street corners to any tom, **** or harry who passes your ways.

Praise be to my lord frazzlefritz!