Not exactly mine, I've just reworded it a few times over the years. But sure you have my permission to do with it as you will. 
become a Shaolin monk....
There used to be this 1 guy I'd see in Chinatown years ago. He slept on the street, I don't know if he was an actual monk but he shaved his head, wore some kindah robes, would beg for alms on the street corner when he wasn't leaping around the park beating up trees and yelling something about Bruce Lee. He was very serious about what he was doing, I think he thought he was a Shaolin monk, he certainly didn't care if you didn't think he was. (No idea what relevance that has with anything you just suddenly reminded me of him.)

become a Shaolin monk....
There used to be this 1 guy I'd see in Chinatown years ago. He slept on the street, I don't know if he was an actual monk but he shaved his head, wore some kindah robes, would beg for alms on the street corner when he wasn't leaping around the park beating up trees and yelling something about Bruce Lee. He was very serious about what he was doing, I think he thought he was a Shaolin monk, he certainly didn't care if you didn't think he was. (No idea what relevance that has with anything you just suddenly reminded me of him.)
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