[ Since Buffy's already been kind enough to spread his past around more than he cares to, he doesn't see any harm in sharing at least a modified version of the story. She doesn't need the soft, squishy details. ]
Before I was turned, there were a couple of blokes who were giving me a hard time. I was, uhm... a performer of sorts- [ "Bad poet" ] -and one of them said that he'd rather have railroad spikes shoved through his head than listen to my drivel.
After Dru turned me, I made good on that. [ Hence, Spike. ]