A diminutive and fastidious man of tediously predictable nature who never leaves the house without checking his bus app first and who's life ambition is to hold his own baby in his arms.
What, so you color-coded all your monthly outgoings in an Excel spreadsheet with multiple macros, whilst watching a documentary on the histrory of British railways? Dude, you are such a Lowey
Me: "Hey, lowey, why are you highlighting words on the school ICT regulations"
Lowey: "I'm just trying to find some loopholes, so I can hack into the school network without getting into trouble"
Me: "Fun"
Lowey: "I know, great, isn't it"
Lowey is what we call James. Mainly because it is his name. Oftentimes, we don't like to use the word 'James' as it is offensive. No, I joke. There are just too many James's to keep track off.
"James bake me a pie! No, not you James, Lowey! Bake me a pie!"
Lowey, dont mistake it for Chloe, is a sweet and caring girl who anyone would be lucky to spend time with. Her smile warms your heart and her laugh causes joy to all that hears it. She is a brave and courageous girl who does whatever it takes to see others happy. You want lowey as a friend, she would be there for you no matter what. She'll be there for anybody who needs it, and will take the time out of her day to help you out. She is definitely one for the books and if you meet a Lowey, make sure to get to know her because she will change your life.
Self confessed, angsty teen, often found trying to find ways of hacking into various systems throughout the education system.Blames most things from poverty, to slow refresh rates on Tom from myspace.Has a strange obsession with dead baby jokes.Full on nerd, but you can't help but love him.
Friend:Hey Lowey
Lowey:What do you call a dead baby pinned to a wall?
Freind:...here we go again
Lowey:ART!