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Let's flash back
to fall of 1997...
I was chillin' with the homies of Ground South at Allen Hall,
innocently wearing my green coat. Out of nowhere, a stranger
(known to many as Dannyman)
comes up to me, looks at me and then says, "You're not
Rachel..." and then walks away. I was really confused.
Apparently I was mistaken for a different
Rachel who happened to have the same length and color of hair
and green coat as me. Some people say we look alike, but other
than the asian thing and the name, I don't see the resemblance.
Anyway, that's where I got the nickname
"fake rachel" as in "You're not the real Rachel,
you're fake Rachel!". Some call it cruel, but I think
it's funny, and since I don't have any other clever nicknames
worth naming a page over, I decided to use this one.
So now you know, and knowing is half the
battle.
Mad Chad the chainsaw juggler
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