I was at school and I was like: "Let's draw shit in my notebook"

So there I sat, NOT paying attention to the supereasy class, I think it was economics maths, and decided to draw a fucking bass.
There went my hand into a freerun, drawing shapes that came straight from my mind.

So there appeared a penis, I decided that wasn't original or bassworthy, since everyone beats the bass anyway.

So then I went for another try, and then the muse Les Claypool hit me in the back of my head and said "Stop fucking around or I'll put my bass far up your inventory."
And I was like "No man, please don't I'll be good"
And brought forth a bass of unknown beauty, in fact it's so beautiful I'm not worthy to see it anymore and neither are you.

This news post was to let you know that I added another item to my possible jobs list:

Musician.
Actor.
Movie Director.
Game Developer.
Bass Designer.
Producer.
Writer.
Prince of Bel-Air.