Newamba Flamingo was born on a chicken farm in the Florida Keys and raised by a suicidal cult of transvestite prostitutes who dressed up in gorilla suits and played loud Polka music from distorted speakers at all hours of the night.
After escaping the chicken farm, he was taken hostage by an Elvis impersonator that forced him at gunpoint to write poetry.
He was later able to flee from the Elvis impersonator and now wanders the streets in a purple tutu, spitting out bizarre poems as he pleases.
He likes dragon fruit, Ouija boards, and John Cheever, and is now fighting a Holy War against an armed gang of violent Asian ladyboys.
He knows the aliens who abducted his cat will return.
He wears women's underwear sometimes while jogging and doesn't appreciate what you said about his shirt.