Call Me Stormy was suckled by she-wolves on Monster Island after rising up, on a half-shell, from the radioactive surf. In the grand tradition of Gamera, Call Me Stormy is slow to anger, but will poke his head out of his shell and unleash flying fury when prodded and provoked.
Pet Peeves: Monorails, monolithic liberals and entrees lacking MSG.
Favorite aperitif: Billy Beer with a Fanta blue raspberry Slurpee chaser.
Motto: No cow is so sacred that it can’t be tipped over and udderly exposed.
Secret Ambition: To be accepted into the brotherhood as the fifth Teenaged Mutant Ninja Turtle.
Contact: Click your heels three times and wait for the Stormy beam to flash in the night sky.