This is Larry. He loves himself more than he loves others. He can't help, but live in his sick sad little word of anxiety and neuroticism.
He is a so-called social assassin and any opportunity he gets to interact with others, he makes every one extremely uncomfortable.
I mean, he really gets your undeserved attention to let us know that he doesn't want anything to do with you.
He is far from subtle.
He sees a problem with everything and every one.
But he manages to be likeable and accept the odd ones out of the bunch.
He actually lives by a good philosophy: He's not an opportunist. He's more of a realist than a pessimist.
He doesn't go along with the bullshit of society.
I love you, LARRY!
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