Nothing better to do with your time? Oh well, here it is then....
Fuzzy (that's me) was hatched in 1794 in the hills, near the rainy city here in the emerald isle.
Did I mention I was a dragon? No? Well I thought you might have noticed. I'm a rare breed actually - a JuggleDragon - some dragons can do a little magick (some can do a lot) but I specialise in playing with balls. Well somedragon's got to.
When I'm not passing the time of day playing with my balls, I make my living as an alchemist. There was a time when dragons simply took what they wanted and to hell with the humans - these days we tend to be more civilised, though you wouldn't want to ruffle my scales - I can breathe fire with the best of them.
Now where was I? Oh yes, earning a living. Well I'm not a qualified alchemist yet, I've a degree from the Institute and all, but I still have to finish my 'prenticeship. I'll be done before the next rainy season though.
Still, gold was never my style. I don't bother much - if I can't eat it, drink it, read it or........ [Well, it's only natural you know]. Information has always been worth more. Confers more power, you know. That's why this web thing is handy.
Don't know about you, but I was quite shocked. Just gave that copper my postcode and house number - next thing I know he was telling me where I live. Amazing these computers. Not like when I was younger.
Anyway the point of the last two paragraphs was to tell you that I'll be going back to the Institute before the rainy season sets in properly. Another three years! Ha, but you'll have to call me Dr. Fuzzy at the end of it.
Are you happy now? Know enough yet. No? Well like I said, information is power. I could ramble on all day like this but why not if you have something you really want to know.
My name? Why ask me? My parents shou