Stoner who writes a column for
The Onion called "The Cruise". Starts every
column with "Hola amigos!". Likes to "rap at ya" about the recent batch of
unfortunate shit that's happened to him, like being unable to pay for a new
8-track player, or how he lost his latest minimum wage job, or how his so-called friends Ron and Wes keep
smoking all of his
weed and drinking all of his
beer.
Basically, the typical musings of Dazed and Confused-type pothead, but ten years removed from high school.