Hillbilly, white bread, chicken
humpin cracker, suffering from 10 days of funky sack, hygiene is for shit, doesn't bathe and wears the same clothes for a week. Smells like a moldy
jack rag. He's also fighting a loosing battle against beard dandruff, which during breakfast, can leave "snow" in my sweet sweet syrup. Chain smoking to the point that he reeks of
fumunda cheese and ashes. A work out consists of eating a fun size bag of m&m's, and after only 2 he's in need of mouth to mouth, but is only worthy of ass to mouth.
That nasty mother fucka, needs to go home and engage in some pit and taint
scrubbery, change them funky drawers, and pop a tic tac, just being near him makes my eyes water and burns my
nose hair, smelling like a week of rotten
back ass, what a dennis.
