Carl Shaw

Carl Shaw a gimpy fuck-boy who gets no bitches, smells like scrotal fumage, and drives a gay car. Hangs around the young women in his job despite being 56 and probably has erectile dysfunction. The man has not been able to pleasure his wife in years, and works in a dead-end job in which he thinks he's Elon Musk, but actually a wannabe Andrew Tate from Wish. Gets his shopping from Waitrose despite living in Gurnos, and acts like a BMW driver even when he's not in the car (A Douche and probably retarded). Family, friends, and colleagues can't stand him, when he enters the room they wait for him to leave. If he had hair he'd be ginger.