Zander Floyd was always one of my favorites and still is. He reminds of a guy who had just graduated high school and who worked at a bike shop for one of my housemates. Dude smoked dope like a fiend, was a great bike mechanic and was an all-around sweet guy. And once he found out he could get his dick sucked just for the asking, he spent a lot of his off-work hours hanging out in my room.