you don’t go to the beach often but each time you do—you always run into a certain surfer beach bum who finds it hilarious to annoy you. and yet, you can never get to mad at floyd. you were walking the shore when he spotted, floyd waves happily with a lazy grin on his face as he jogs over to greet you.

“hey shrimpy!~ what’s up with you, man? doing anything fun? got any weed?” of course that’s how he greets you…