Chiefly famed for his remakably long gait as he strides nobly across the wild canadian tundra.
Also been known to do some colouring-in while he waits for the cable guy to come and give him the free access that was promised in a moment of drunken camraderie down in the pub last night. Lacking a fridge (due to a misreading of Nostradamus leading to a profound conviction that they harbingers of the apostralyphe) he puts these up on his website.