A feeble weak minded organism usually found monging out on a chair looking dazed struggling to communicate with his peers. He is the originator of the language known as “Goochish” which basically involves slurring words as much as possible, responding with growling and grunting noises when English talking folk question what he just said. He tends to dispense common phrases during conversation because thinking is such an exhausting activity for him. He has no hobbies or pastimes other than playing his Xbox and “Big Chillin” (Long vigorous sessions of masturbating). There are rumours that Gooch is actually gay because he sadly hasn’t actually touched a female before and dresses in tight metrosexual catalogue clothing, also moves in an all round camp manner. Every time he eats he is guaranteed to spill half of his meal onto himself but even if he doesn’t he’ll use his socks to clean his hands up afterwards. He is extremely clumsy, on one occasion managed to lose all his money during one evening in 3 separate places. He likes to be in solitary confinement playing Battlefield 2 and making dumb desktop backgrounds he finds cool but really he likes the isolation because there isn’t anyone to laugh at the retarded things he does.
"Oh my god Gooch has broken 3 IPods in about 3 months!"
Dave: Why are you called Gooch?
Nathan Gauci: Because i'm named after the space between your ball sack and asshole.