…and lets it all hang out, along with his shirttails:
He’s just one ugly polo shirt and one pair of khakis away from being a peebee. (And maybe one six-pack of Molson muscle, too.)
This guy is the living embodiment of every comments-section troll ever. He’s also the embodiment of every sad wank-sock. But most of all, he’s the embodiment of a Weird Al Yankovic song. Guess which…