Halfway through his Tom Collins, Jared realized that he had no money and quickly dipped out on his $1,200 tab. He had lost all dignity and self-respect, but he still had his Beard, and a real tight buzz.
Brainy, paranoid, famously prone to sulking, the BSD both amused and appalled those around him with his many misadventures, his affected mannerisms and his tendency to encounter tragicomic disaster.
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