Jakov grew up in a suburb of Detroit with his girlfriend, until she was brutally murdered in a circus accident. Depressed and without purpose, he became the CFO of a major business corporation, seeking to end corruption for good. He spent years training his body and mind, leaving him nothing...
but a weapon.
But through the inappropriate use of propaganda and blackmail, his enemies banished him from the business world...
Without a place to go, he defaulted to his roots. He became a part-time manager for the couch making company his father
sick and abused, a brown rabid
seemed to him as if the spirit of his lost girlfriend had returned. "Jakov... Sail. Take your fathers couch, and
absolute madness infiltrated Jakov's young and impressionable mango
fruit became his passion. haha, get it? Passion fruit
thoughts? It is quite evident that Jakov the Llama has succeeded on his mission. If you require any more information, or you desire to send love letters to Jakov, call Pablo and he will hook you up.