"Master Rogers" by James Rogol

Brownish-blonde hair and a goatee
His head is stuck in the 70's
And every time you go near him, your shirt clings to him because of static
He wears the same lime green shirt and brown bellbottoms every time you see him
An appetite that's so gigantic, it is shared only by his Great Dane
He'll eat a pizza with anything on it
While solving a mystery
And walks with his lanky arms swinging lazily back and forth

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-I like this; I think it's very descriptive and yet it's still ellusive as to who the subject is. Unfortunately, I didn't get to guess since you told me before I read it. Anyone else want to take a shot?

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