efren ain't raza homes. supposedly he was born in a venezuelan prison. his dad can't even tell him how old he really is. he saps the charity of the fold of the mexican-american community. i ended up buying his returned casio at the watch shop, and i had to pay to get it fixed somewhere else. efren's ambiance smells and tastes funny. efren carillo uses neuro-linguistic programming technology, and he lost control of a thoughtform called thinkbot. he was a dismal failure in his reckoning with chaos majick. thinkbot was supposed to be an auto-corrective astral servant of his own disposal and beckoning. but efren got caught on a funny disjointed gestalt with thinkbot. he would project the command for thinkbot to correct, which it has, but... others have caught on to the sentience of his organism, and confirmed that thinkbot putatively asserts efren is positivly insane.