A fat, hairy, mustachioed, bearded, drunk, furry, ugly, and extremely unappealing Canadian, often found pouring liquer into his truck in order to make it start. Often accompanied by a small, giddy creature named Troy McGreggor, whom he shares a simple barter aggrement in which Troy washes Rosdowers mulleted, curly, hockey hair and cuts his crusty, green and yellow, fungusy toenails, and exchange Rowsdower takes him on tours throughout rural Canadian where Troy and he attempt to find treasures, and occassionally pick fights with local cultists, who once ruled this land, well, one acre for about a week, nobody really knew.
From: Ex-Treasurer of the Ziox cult (retired for health reasons.)
Hey its that crazy fuck Rowsdower, why the hell are we in Canada anyway???