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He was something man.

A wild sense of humor to say the least. A consciously developed skill Sasha began practicing at a very young age after realizing the negativity conjured in others by his intelligence. 

A highly developed program of groan inducing puns, dirty jokes, and the development of the rare ability to produce perfectly timed farts. All of which allowed Sasha to be himself while avoiding any “scarring of the horses*.” 




  * “Just don’t scare the horses!”, being a phrase Sasha used say when asked to explain how he’d been getting away with his backyard toolshed antics all his life with only minor interference from Law enforcement and other authorities.