As a young man living in the great frozen tundra was not an easy thing.  At the tender age of 2 months i was left in the harsh wilderness to fend for myself.  I was raised by a family of angry drunken bears; to which i can credit my eccentric eating habits and.....unusual smell.  When i was just 6, i managed to  snare and eat my first human, thus i was welcomed into the fold officially.  His name was Rudiger...he may have been a clown in a former life....he tasted funny. 

I quickly tired of devouring pathetic humans by the dozens, so i turned my savage nature towards other endeavours.  I managed to convince mama bear to build me a makeshift computer out of twigs, berries, and dried up bear feces (she plugged it into a 'current bush'.....) and thus began the reign of Mr.Eso.  

Fear me pitiful humans, for i am the whimsical drunken bear destroyer

WAKA WAKA =D