We don't know who that guy is, but he peed on the sliding glass door at our party, and we had to kick him out. He drank the last Pearl Beer out of the fridge and then tried to stick his hand down your girlfriend's pants. He just got out, but not of the army, if you know what I mean. He told those guys at Lowe's they could keep their fucking job, dude. He went to the Bullet Boys concert and it was awesome, especially the part where he got a blowjob in a port-o-let. His credit sucks. He wants you to co-sign a car loan, and you know he's good for it because you bought weed from him and he gave you the dankest of the dank in return.
He's that guy, and he wishes you a happy Mustache Wednesday, motherfuckers!
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