J-Roz
A guy who shaves his face like it’s a crime and waddles like he’s been stuck in a chicken suit. He thinks he’s the best thing since sliced bread.
J-Roz walked into the restaurant like he was the main dish. The chicken was confused.
He showed up with a goatee and a smile that said, 'I know you’re going to fail.'
He told me he’s the pride of Portland. I told him I’m the pride of his waddle.