In 1996 I walked out of the Andes as the sole survivor of a horrific plane crash. After 32 days stranded, forced into cannibalism, I emerged a survivor. Now I am a pioneer in experimental medicine utilizing implanted brain leaches as emotional support companions. I also like dogs, hot dogs, and corn dogs (basically all types of dogs). You can read my autobiography online by searching for "The true story of Rudy-Tooty-Fart-Butt and the Cleveland body dissolver"