smarmy little korean who plays half-life: counterstrike at netcafes all day and night. he subsists almost entirely on a diet of shrimp crackers and other shit with way too much salt or way too much sugar. he wears big, wrap around mirrored sunglasses and may drive a souped up honda civic or something similar. there is no female variety.
the unmistakable whiff of dead fish wafted up from the fetid bodies of the ayukos in the netcafe
by Chris Cliche July 16, 2004