The enigma, wrapped in a riddle, wrapped in a wifebeater, known as Barry Will Mack is not a man to be trifled with. He has been known to sell small children into slavery, hunt people for sport, and brutally beat Christmas trees into submission using only his intellect and his left pinky toe. While performing extensive studies into sleep-deprivation and alcohol abuse (with a minor in Esperanto) at SUNY Albany, he met the king-of-all-bong-hits, Chris Nagy. At one of their earliest meetings, Chris was heard to remark wistfully, “I wish I’d worn underwear.” Fortunately, and somewhat uncharacteristically, he had worn pants. Undaunted, Mack went on to explore the mercurial world of homebrewed beer flavored with his own special mix of distilled otherworldly spirits and wild currants in his attempt to never leave his room again. The overwhelming displays of sorrow shown by the women of Williamsburg, which included a near riot on Bedford Avenue that left three policemen legless, and four motherless goats without tails, forced the innocent young Mack from his seclusion. Stirred from his reverie, the Young Mack swore to make the world safe for the love which makes little girls into men and causes hair to sprout from ones tongue. Barry has been known the impersonate Richard Nixon, Friar Tuck and the entire population of Scotland (sheep included). Also to his credit, Mack invented lingerie made entirely from lemon merengue pie. He later helped every Victoria's Secret model to road test this cutting edge initimate apparel. Amongst Barry's social circle reside Hugh Hefner, Space Ghost, James Earl Jones, Ms. Daisy (the driven one) and Richard Dreyfus. At the age of three Barry was the inspiration for Yoda. Barry and George Lucas had a tragic falling out in 1993, when the ever clever Mack made unwanted advances towards Mr. Lucas' beloved prize poodle, Snickerdoodle. The Young Mack's hobbies include neurosurgery, necromancey, tatoo artistry, reflexology, brewing, and out-of-body Nihilism with reckless abandon. Preferably, practiced at the same time. Barry also enjoys pina coladas, long walks in the rain, cross-dressing and the stylin' sounds of that awesome Canadian, Celine Dion. His favorite movies of all time are Steel Magnolias and Beaches (Oh to hear him weep when Barbra Hershey gets sick!). On a Sunday afternoon you will find him in a fuzzy pink bathrobe, bunny slippers, wearing a peppermint face mask, guiltily consuming a pint of Ben & Jerry's Super Fudge Chunk, ensconced on a papasan, while having a good cry after reading that Judy Blume menstrual classic, Are You There God, It's Me, Magaret. Barry Will Mack is available to all the young honies who have lost their way. He can be reached at: 1-800-SEX-PIMP. Operators are standing by.