GOOF.txt

We don't really need friends

There's this goofy guy who walks all around the neighborhood (just like on Taraval). He wears really floppy clothes and a backpack and walks with a heavily exaggerated bounce, swinging his arms back and forth as he walks. It's evident he's in his own, happy world. He doesn't have any friends and he like being by himself. Sometimes he ducks into 7-11 to get a Slurpee or goes into the computer store to see all the neat stuff. Anything can grab his attention. Even the smallest piece of trash on the ground can provide him with hours of amusement. Anyway, there's this guy who happens to see this funny guy on a regular basis. He kind of casually observes his actions. This guy tells one of his friends about the funny guy and they decide to follow him around all day and see exactly what he does. That day : the spy him turning the corner down the street..... NOW! What do you make of THAT