I'm thinking you are a Crispin Glover fan.
My elbows have desk-sores from too much time in front of this machine.
When I was young, I had a big wart on my elbow that would constantly get bumped in play and bleed like a bastard.
Then one day, my dad bought my wart from me for 25c.
The next day it was gone! and I thought "my dad has magickal powers."
Later in life, I realize he probably crept into my room while I was sleeping and doused it with Compound-W.