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."