Peter

Peter struts around like he’s the mayor of Sass Town, population: himself. He’s got more sass than a cat in a tutu and enough insults to start a stand-up comedy career. If sarcasm were a sport, he’d be a gold medalist. And if snark were money, well, Peter would be living in a mansion made of eye rolls and smart remarks. He’s a menace alright.

That guy just called me fat! He’s definitely a Peter.