As Mike lay on his back straining to reach the pilot light under the stove, Justin couldn't help but entertain the the notion of how much his shirtless body
reminded him of that
sort of walrus
human hybrid. He thought to himself, "how is it that
I've come to share
an apartment with this grotesque
"Dude, get up off the floor and put a shirt on. You look like a G.D. Manrus."