You're sitting at home reading a magazine and you came across a cool article, but there's a misprint. Most of the page is blank. You can make out that it's someone plugging an autobiography from the scattered words that halfway made it onto the page, but you don't see a name. Can you tell who it is from the paragraph that printed?
en, people ask about my early career. Well, I was an actor, a guy with a face for every stage, you might say. There was this guy who used to upstage me all the time, a real jerk that always made me feel like second place, a fraction. After a time, even that was a dream. I was supporting number 2 to the world, but I was third rate at best in my heart. I tried to push myself after that. I had fifty-six new roles over the next decade, though the massive crowds dried up after a few short years. I still have anger issues over it, obviously. That smarmy, British thumbs up Simon Cowell gave me... but I'm sure everyone's read about that in the paper. I just flipped and he ended up missing a leg. I can't stand the unamerican. If I were able to bleed, I would bleed red, white, and blue. Ha! But... you can read more in the book. I don't wanna give everything away. I will share this though. I've been acting again, going on tour. I'm starring in America the Beautiful, playing all the best venues from Hot Springs to Tuskeegee. The next stop is go
