My Story begins when I was three years old. On my Birthday, my parents bought me a baby rhinoceros. As we both grew, I soon began to demonstrate my superior intelligence over him. Over the next year, I taught him to walk a tightrope, dance like Bojangles, and pay the bills. Not long after, he was taking the car out on Saturday nights to chill with his buddies down at the zoo. He had this chimp pal that kept throwing fecal matter. As expected, the chimp never went with them again.
Then one day he got the urge to roam and was never heard from again.