Todd Hammer’s illustrious career as a performer began at the tender age of 8 when Santa gave him a ventriloquist dummy for Christmas. A monster was created…think Shirley Temple on crack…with a penis…
…and he hasn’t shut up since.
The ventriloquist dummy met with foul play at the hands of his family long ago, but now the little monster is 45, gay, single and sassy.
Hammer revels in pushing taboo buttons with his twisted take on life. The product of a tiny Iowa town he struggled through life working virtually every known occupation on the homosexual food chain except florist and dancer in CATS. Never really feeling like he fit in, he’s now happy to publicly share his mid-life crisis on stage with anyone who will listen.
Some things never change.