Robert Pham: The history and mystery.

He has a black belt in Jujitsu, Karate, and Tiquando. When he says "Get the fuck out of my basement," you get the fuck outta his basement.

Once his dad came downstairs And exclaimed, "Party over!" while opening the door. Robert rolled over in a computer chair, scissor kicked the door shut and yelled out, "No it's not!" ...the party continued.

It is impossible to break something in Robert's basement, unless Robert wants to break it.

The term concrete jungle was originally the term for Robert's basement.

After I encouraged Robert to try and chain smoke for an hour, he did so willingly consuming 29 KOOL cigarettes, and zero oxygen. And people say smoking isn't "KOOL."

I have a theory that Robert is actually bald, and that the hair that shows out of his hat is attached to the hat. It is like one of those Jamaican hats with the dreadlocks attached hanging out of the sides.

I don't think Robert has ever peed at one of his parties.

Once I attempted to play pool with Robert in his basement, he was going to break. Before shooting for some reason he said, "Hey Steve, eight ball that pocket," and pointed to the far left pocket. He shot, every ball went in without scratching, I look into the left pocket, it was the eight ball. I haven't played pool since.

To be continued...