He put 'good cook' on his dating profile. The truth was he could fry bacon and butter bread. He put 'strong build' of his profile. The truth was Larry was a grotesquely fleshy man whose loathsome stomach rolls hung over his second-hand jeans like meat being packed into plastic packages. Larry sought a 'non-smoker' all the while pulling the cigarette from his stained lips and inhaling with a sigh of exasperation and satisfaction. He scratched his flaking neck like a stray dog.