Trash Nasty pretty much blacked out at a friends birthday party, said some stupid things to his ex's ex. among other people, was almost completely naked, stopped speaking english, and had all his friends thinking I was dead. When I woke up the next morning, unaware of how I arrived at Smoke Room Social's home. I pretty much decided that my "Trash Nasty" alter ego/alternate personality needed to die or something.
Tighty Liberace, who is probably just as cute and disgusting but less retarded, is replacing him.
The fact I continue creating alter egos kind of creeps myself out.