I came up with a cartoon character in 1969 called Coochy Cooty. And Coochy Cooty has gotten exactly the acclaim that he deserved, which is probably very little. The reason for that is because the cartoon character was made to be awkward; it was made to be kind of a pathetic, shitty, 1930s animated cartoon character in its image. But in its real functioning life, its personality, it carried on a multi-faceted personality that could only be utilized by someone with a psychadelic mind. In fact he was meant to be androgynous; I have yet to know his sexual character.