A person who hurts
gingerbread boys. Especially the pretend ones. He flows.
La jiggy jar jar doo. A person who doesn't like stinky tiaras, and hates sticky chairs. Would to take archery, but can't. He loves tossing bricks, it doesn't matter what type because a brick is just a brick. He can find his way through a hall without a light. He'll hit you with a
femur if he has to. Wise.
"Comin' at at ya like 1, 2,
walkers in the back of the club."
"All I have is piles of bones, bones, bones."
"You'll get a funeral if you don't
wise up and call me
Carl Poppa."
