This guy is a riff off General Smelly a few posts down below. He will drink all of the liquor in your house (even the bottom-shelf tequila that's been in your cabinent since your sister's bachelorette party two years ago!) while he talks your ear off about how his band is recording their next record in a barn in Upstate New York. You will feign interest because, hey, times are tough!
On a side note, I'm happy for you that we can't transmit smells over the Internet 'cause this one would be a doozy.