I was born to a surrogate goat on Omicron Persei 9, where I spent alot of my larval stage being ridiculed by the other kids. I left Omicron Persei 9 after being charged with Tax Evasion for a period of 30 years. As a 3 month old baby, I found the legal and economic system on Omicron Persei 9 tedious and mundane, so I left to seek out my fortune. I spent my first 6 months of teething peddling warez across the Spanish Main Galaxies, only to be bought out by a multi-galaxical corporation. Over the following 30 seconds, I changed career 5 times, fell in love twice and was rejected twice, and I found a penny.
Then some other stuff happened.
Then I came to Earth at the age of 16, hoping to tell of a coming of Vorgon construction ships... you know, things that hover in the air like big yellow bricks don't?... but I forgot. A bit. Then I started the whole school caper.
Now is now. I have evolved past the need for my larval form, and am currently posing as a model for Vogue magazine. People love me. I also excrete the main ingredient for a popular perfume. Try and guess which one, I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.