I was born in Cincinnati, Ohio many years ago to loving parents. I was the runt of the litter and the baby of the family. Mama's favorite and the teacher's pet. I was living the middle class dream

Then at the tender age of lucky number 7, whilst on a vacation in the deepest rain forest of Tennessee, I was kidnapped by a band of wild head hunting tattooed pygmies also on vacation and taken back to Africa with them. They raised me as their own token white boy. They taught me the ways of the pygmies, sacred ceremonies, the ways of the forest, the art of tattooing, the things I would need to survive.

Through the years I grew tall and strong eating grubs and monkey brains. Soon I towered over m adopted family. At the age of 13 all the boys of the tribe must go through the "Rite of Passage" ceremony if they are to take many wives in the future. I was told they were to do something to my genitals and it was going to be bloody and painful. So I split.

I then hitchiked through Europe and swam to America via Las Vegas. Sometime in the 80's I started working for "The Bluegrass Show Carnival" as the monkey handler, and boy could I handle a monkey!!! But that's another story. While there I fell in love wih a red headed mermaid in the freak show named Lucy, "Juicy Lucy" to her friends. Then one day someone drained her tank. They all blamed me and I knew something was fishy so I split.

I had to revert back to my survival instincts if I was to survive on this crazy planet called Earth. So whilstfasting for 3 hours, to get closer to the higher being, I grabbed a double cheeseburger from Micky D's and threw a dart at a map of the United States to reveal my future. It landed way too north, so I moved to Panama City Beach, Florida, where the sun be warm.

After a brief stint as a alcoholic beach bum playboy, i decided to change my evil ways and settle down....a little. Then one night on the beach after saisfying the "Double Minit Twins", in a moment on drunkin' euphoria, a black cat walked up to me and said, "Open a tattoo studio and name it after me and they will come."

So the next day, well actually 3 days later when I woke up, I opened up Black Cat Tattoo, because Ruffus Tattoo just didn't sound right!!! The rest is history!!!

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