Kirpal Singh was this guy we picked up at an Amoco station off Interstate 20 in Abilene, TX. His face was tattooed with an exact replica of itself, set a little bit high and to the right. He was a dead shot with a Chinese throwing star and could put away a full case of Pabst Blue Ribbon, by himself, inside of two hours. My parents offered to give him a ride to Scottsdale, AZ, as long as he would baby-sit while they went off to drink in bars.