the next person is male, and has brown hair, with green eyes... a paper stuck on moustache, and a pirates hat... he has tourette syndrome and finds it hard to say the word "Bubbles" because he had a cleft lip as a child, and giggles whenever the word "Tofu" is mentioned because as a child, his father would tickle him with a block of it, and force feed his parapalegic dog with it, whilst trying to dance to imaginary music, conducted by his imaginary friend "Herman".
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here he sits on his lonesome again, a common sight to see, this prospect-less man, cold and alone, begging his soul to be free,
Damn right... not in the traditional sense, but when people look at me they tend to burst into fits of uncontrollable laughter... my mommy says it because I'm "Special"
the next person has a biological mother... and dare I even guess... she has a name?
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here he sits on his lonesome again, a common sight to see, this prospect-less man, cold and alone, begging his soul to be free,
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here he sits on his lonesome again, a common sight to see, this prospect-less man, cold and alone, begging his soul to be free,