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Welcome to the blog, I guess you all know why you're here. My name is Tommy and I became aware this year.

Now I guess this is where I'm supposed to tell you about myself briefly. To be honest, that's going to be rather difficult. Well here goes nothing. My name's Tommy Walker. I'm in my 20s, and somehow I managed to get famous by playing pinball. My father supposedly died in a plane crash before I was born, so my mother raised me on her own. This lasted for about 6 years until we went to Bernie's Holiday Camp where she met my "Uncle Frank." For some reason I never knew I had an uncle Frank until then. She ended up marrying that Frank guy. Then one thing happened that literally changed my life: My actual father appeared. I don't recall everything that happened then, but there was lots of screaming and mum and Frank kept telling me "You didn't hear it, you didn't see it you won't say nothing to no one ever in your life!"
Being the impressionable little 6 year old that I was, I did just that. I slipped into a comatose state that lasted 13 years. I couldn't see speak or hear. I recall very little that happened all that time. The one thing I do remember is lots of physical pain... and the mirror. Almost all my time was spent staring into the mirror. Somehow I developed a great talent for pinball and I have followers.

Now how did I get cured, you may ask. Lets just say it involved mum shoving me into the mirror, shocking me back into my normal state of consciousness. Everyone in London heard about the "Pinball Wizard's miracle cure." Now people seem to think I'm the new messiah or something. Mom and Frank seem to be pushing that alot, trying to make a profit off my fame.


Now that all the rambling stuff is over with, I just have one last thing to say. Please, please, please tell mum and Frank it is NOT alright to leave me with Uncle Ernie... or Cousin Kevin... or any other strange reletive.