I was married to a beautiful girl,had a successful career and a nice car,then I met mr HT who said he had somethin that would make me feel fine and make me forget all my problems.
He gave me it for free to start with and once I was hooked started charging me.
Now I live in the shadowy twightlight world,I lost my job,ravaged by acne and living on broken biscuits and sour milk.
I tried to stop for the wife and kids but ,alas,she could take no more and left me for a 747 pilot-she said i was too old fashoined for her.
My parents saw the doctor who prescribed me a substitute to HTs evil.But the radio controlled spit just doesnt satisfy the cravings-Oh the cravings.........