I was born to a family of drunken ninja munchkin warriors who ran security for a traveling circus. Growing up in this environment I learned many valuable lessons, most importantly, don't judge a book by its cover. Just because they're a munchkin does not mean that they can't be a highly trained instrument of death. Growing up it became quite apparent that although I was 1 of 7 love children of a munchkin couple, I myself, was not a munchkin. I was abandoned by the train tracks deep in the jungles of Mexico and left to fend for myself. Weeks went by and I was close to starvation when I was found and eventually adopted by what I like to call my "chosen family". A pack of wild rabid Chihuahuas. There I stayed with my 6 brothers and sisters Tito, Flacka, Pelo, Nina, Nacho, and Greg. Nacho, Flacka and I longed to leave our home in the jungles of Mexico to journey to the great land of America! We said our goodbyes to our parents Esteban & Juanita and began our journey north. To my dismay, al