Raygun Sharpadero
- Additional Crew
Born in the mid part of the second half of the prior century to a
befuddled duo of druther-less sentimentalists, RayGun Sharpadero began
his life as a misconception. Soon after, he became an abomination.
Aspiring to be like his heroes, who he hallucinated in the hallways of
of his half-way house, he bumbled and bungled to the backward beat of
the wayward wind. Adrift in a seizure of the purest azure agony, he
slipped on a pitifully forlorn banana peel and lapsed into an
interminable measure of bad judgment. Mostly known for mucking about
like an adolescent in the moronosphere, it is assumed that one day his
full potential will be fully potable and sold at concession stands
across America in one of three enjoyable (albeit erroneously
over-priced) sizes.