He is the geezer of the local bar. While the others are in their late 20's, he is in his mid 60's. He doesn't even do much. He just goes in, plops himself down, drinks a couple pints, and watches horseraces or golf on the tiny shitty TV. If you try to talk to him 90% of the time, he'll just make old man noises or spout baffling nonsense. But once in a blue moon, he gives you the most deeply intellectual wisdom you've ever heard, leaving you wondering if he has dementia, or a PhD in philosophy.