Mark

Mark’s name stands for the Mark in a Mark ass bitch. He’s the kind of dude that tries too hard to be funny. Very obnoxious. Loud. He’s kind of like a minor inconvenience that really pisses you off. Like when you pour yourself a bowl of cereal to then find out there’s no milk. Like taking a dump in a public stall and realizing there’s no toilet paper so you have to waddle over to the next stall. Like losing signal during phone sex. Like ripping a trash bag thousands of steps before you even get to the trash bin outside. Like stubbing your toe against the wall or stepping on a lego. Like realizing that flash whilst driving wasn’t lightning but it was the traffic camera snapping you take that red light. You know, the usual thorn on your side.

Mark’s the type of dude that says “can I get a hug?”