Soilentgreen

He used to be someone. Now he just sits at the bar, slightly hunched forward, a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and a drink in his hand. He used to be someone, and he never tires of telling everyone. He had success, money, women. Every now and then,...

It's so easy not to like him. He's not very intelligent, works too slowly, and chuckles at his own jokes (which are mostly a bit childish). But when you sit down for a beer after a job well done, you quickly realize that he may not be the brightest...