Biography
Omar Bricks hails from one of the richest families in all of New Jersey. His father worked in the coal mines, scraping bats off the mule’s asses, and his mother worked there too, scraping ticks off the bats’ asses. At a young age Omar knew he was different and he dreamed of a bigger life, as a trunk deodorizer at the big car wash in neighboring Dumluk, NJ. The fates were not on Omar’s side however, as he was sent to the University of South Carolina on a Connect-Four scholarship instead. Omar took to University life as a wave takes to water, earning a Masters of Journalism in record time. That’s what he says anyway, all school records were lost when the entire school burnt down during a double-dare gone bad when Omar attempted to jump a dog sled full of freshman biology majors and a harp seal over 20 oil drums stacked end-to-end in front of the dean’s residence. After the grand jury hearing, Omar opted to study abroad. Not much is known about Omar’s years outside the country, the only thing that’s for certain is that he came back with a wicked tattoo of a wicker chair on the back of one of his calves. After trying his hand as a door-to-door asbestos salesman, Omar started sneaking into the commune offices dressed in a suit he found discarded on a rack in a locked coat closet at a country club. Everyone assumed he worked here, and before long, Omar was collecting a paycheck. He probably would have been found out eventually if it weren't for the fact that most of the commune staff got their jobs the same way.

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