My Bogus Bio

My innocuous existence began with a spermatozoa Resistance de La Womb.  As the infantry marched in utero on the Battle of Ovarium de Fetus, it appeared as though the smooth spermatozoa would prevail, against prevailing winds.  But, a rebellious clan was forming, over the horizon, through the Valley of Urethra – compatriots, nonetheless.

            The translucently adorned infantry, who were lathered in deflective gel, seemed prepared for any blitzkrieg, but not the unexpected push of Colonel Cowper and Sergeant Seminal – a fantastic duo known as the “Fructose Folk.”  There would be no vast deference from such a duo.  They sought deification and would not be denied, no matter how many stalwart missionaries possessed the fortitude to stand tall in the face of ejaculation.  Bowled over like a thundering herd, the seminal Cowper snuck through.

            Upon the entrance into enemy territory, the Colonel called to attention, hand to temple.  The gate before him was more golden than King Midas could grasp.  At full attention, he pondered entry.

            “At your cervix, ma’am!”

            Once inside, it was reminiscent of Plato’s cave, and so my explosion into the World began.