Saw this guy in the mall the other day and felt he deserved a bit more attention then just a quick (and if I must say....bad) sketch in my sketchbook. I'm guessing his name is Robby or something like that. He clearly lives in the basement of either his parents or grandparents and only leaves when he needs more meth supplies. On one of his laps around the mall I noticed him lift his leg for what could only have been a fart.
I'm not sure if I'm done with him, but probably should be. But I'll look at it tomorrow after sleepy time and see if I still like him.