Gary is a strange fellow I almost instantly decided I didn't like, but I haven't admitted it to myself yet. He chases tail like no person I have ever met. He has shagged a lady boy and tried it on with a crying girl. He is now on 103 for Oz. He disturbs me.
And yet he's an alright guy. Always smiles, has good banter, and is very honest about all his life. He doesn't hide anything or use any subterfuge to entice women. He is simply relentless and happy, and that's all he needs.
By now we're all entering a friendly realm of existentialism brought on by an abundance of sunshine, and in more distant moments he appears like Marla, blowing smoke in my face while I'm trying to find my power animal.
