Pube's life started rather traumatically as he fell off the scrotum of a 15 year old Italian boy named Giuseppe and found himself stuck to the inside of a toilet bowl for almost 6 months. Eventually though, a toilet-duck enforced flush swept him into the depths of New York City's sewer system where he clung to life atop a discarded tube of haemorrhoid cream. Alone and terrified, Pube waded through faeces for almost 3 weeks, aimlessly searching for a way out of the shitty tunnel maze.One night, after fashioning a wigwam from an enema kit and old newspaper, Pube noticed a small advert on the ceiling of his makeshift domicile. “Wanna get paid for killing your mom?” it read in comic sans. Pube, a lover of dance and performance art, mistook the ad for a casting call for an off-Broadway musical and decided to turn his life around via musical theatre.
After eventually emerging from the sewers on the corner of 11th and Bleecker Street, Pube rushed to the “audition” only to realise there had been a big misunderstanding. Even so, Pube was hired literally to make up the numbers. With one spot to fill and no other applicants, Chickensweat contracted the naive little pubic hair purely for taxation purposes.
