We’ve all encountered him at one point in our lives; whether it’s at a high school party, a college frat keggers, or even our kids’ soccer teams’ get-togethers. He’s the guy people try to hide from when they spot him slithering his way around the crowd, leaving a trail of broken, annoyed partygoers in his wake!
I knew him as the “One Man Party’, but he goes by many names. Some know him as “That Guy” (As in, “Have you seen who’s here? Not That Guy!”), or “Not This Gearbox!”, but whatever his alias, he’s always willing to open and close any gathering he manages to worm his way into.
He can’t be reasoned with.
No cheap pick-up line is beneath him.
He has no soul, at least not one he cares to access.
Avoid him at all costs, your life may just depend on it.