I lived with a man fucking identical to markoboy87 for a year during college. He worked at Spike's hotdogs and was into metal and drinking and that's it. He looked like he was thirty years older than he actually was and I just knew that this was his prime, he was never going to do anything or look any better than this, it was all downhill and he had already become as irretrievable and... smelly? I feel like saying?
"Smelly" defined him in far more ways than just the aspect of his ballistic filthiness that smelled like skunked pabst foot fungus. It was hard to look at him. Like the same way you just cannot stand some smells once they become truly painful, you would look at this man and everything in your body would reject its chaos, his aggressive hairy fat fucking chaos.
He sticks in my head because I have him on Facebook still and he is the exact same man, just slightly more decomposed. It fascinates me that he just... it's like he's this inhuman blob that joylessly sucks in beer and talks about what's wrong with the metal scene in this city, but he's not unhappy or angry or anything. Everything about him defies conclusion.
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