There was this guy called Sonic The Hashbog and this is the story of him going from pog champ to the porn industry. Sonic was a very sad little Dick bag streamer on twitch.tv.
He only racked in 1 to 20 views per stream, no donations and very few followers. That made Sonic a sad little bitch. He looked up and down his own body and figured that he may as well be a femboy, or some gay shit who likes dick. He searched and searched on the little internet of his, to find the magical website called Bongacams where you smoke weed on stream. he started on Bongacams smoking weed like snoop D.O. FUCKIN DOUBLE G.

A couple of bong rips later…. he figured that smoking weed for a living was the best choice he ever made. Afterwards, his braincell count slowly depleted, some time passed by and Sonic had become completely and utterly retarded, where he was forced to be hospitalized for brain cell regeneration and rehabilitation.

Through the many years of struggling, Sonic learned that Opioids make parties so much better, and that making opioids is a lot easier to do when you don’t follow small children around the park for 30 minutes, thinking they’re goblins though if they were he would kill them to get revenge on the goblin queen that killed his father while on a Lsd trip. After his Opioid and hallucinogen crisis Sonic finally got a job at the local BurgerBogs­™. After getting a job he saved money to move out of his local park bench to an actual garage sale, where he sold all of his drug supply, including his elastic bands, needles, chemistry kit, hashbog, “Gammel Dansk” bottles and his 60-year-old Iranian hooker. It took him a couple years of work, but he finally got promoted to strip waitress (even though he is a male) where his pay would increase, and he also could also be tipped by the customers. Sonic was happy with this job even though he was treated like a sex symbol. But Sonic didn’t mind because he liked it that way, every time he would go to a table, he would do a dance and get completely naked, dance a bit more, kiss the cheek of the customer and spontaneously piss himself to add the pee as a condiment to the dish. Once in the Restaurant he met our lord and savior Kurt Cobain the lead singer of Nirvana. Sonic started drooling like the fanboy he was and asked for an autograph whilst twirling his fingers and shaking steadily. Kurt complied and gave Sonic the autograph he so much needed, he was now finally motivated to save up for a Nirvana concert. He reduced his daily rations to a bread loaf and a single Jacob’s Cracker (not sponsored or affiliated in anyway). After 16 months he finally made enough money to go, he spent his entire net worth on the concert and Sonic enjoyed himself sober for the first time in his glorious life. The air was hot and the night was young on January 2nd, it was the first and the last day of 1992 that he would remember. Sonic drunkenly awoke in 1993 and proceeded to go back to 2020 in his time machine that he somehow made himself. He then went to Brazzers HQ and banged some big black dudes and some small white GILFs. And rose to fame in the porn industry as Sonic The Hashbog and made over a QUINTILLION AMERICAN DOLLARS, became the richest person to ever liv and chose the planet Neptune as his last resting place for the rest of time.