A truly evil being. A sheer menace to society if you will, a Rottweiler even. A man with shitty facial hair, and rockstar energy attire. One so anabolic he won’t tell you what it even means...
That guy just massacred his family, and challenged pcp to a wager, must be Larry Lazarus Kavanos...
That feeling you get after drinking so much that get sick and then try to convince your wife that you vomited because you ate spicy food; a hangover tainted by shame and rage.
Ashley: I told you to switch to seltzer! But no, you had to keep up with the boys. No wonder you spent the night praying to the porcelain god.
Brett (feeling Kavanauseous): Shut up! I only got sick because you made me eat that srirachi mayo shit!