Apparently, It’s Dillon Francis.

Check the hat and glasses; Yeap, That's a bampheramph laughin at you Not with you Highly unusual and peculiar, sure Dad hats: the lowest level of bampheramph— These bamphers show you what not to do, how not to act, and just how not to be in general After bampheramph camp, the graduates are ranked by performance —typically— “bad” “very bad” or “what the fuck”, and very rarely even “what the fuck, dude” or “I don't even know”, the average graduate being given the “Classicl bampheramph” status, and typically wear “dorky sun hats” regardless of location, placement, or time of year Reserve bamphers may wear backwards snap backs after once having served as captain; other reserve bampheramphs may present SnapBack forwards or even sideways, before having served as captain or during service as captain, if any other hat is not needed or called for The motherfuckers, a special branch of bampheramphs dedicated specifically to DJs The 7 aliases 7 alieses 5 Guys Two Dudes Codename.Blū. c o l o r s. Happy Accidents Dillon Francis is atop the roof at the Wynn/Encore, preparing to meet his untimely death. Dillon Hart Francis! You come down from there this instant! He looks below to the Las Vegas strip, a bustling blur of lights and traffic. DILLON! Chak Chel Let him jump. Chak Chel! What! Let ‘em. Chak Chel, come on! The Little Motherfuckers are— Well— A group of young children are causing a ruckus on their bicycles. None of them are wearing helmets—of course—eventually to become motherfuckers Smells like fire to the west Yes, I still have eyes for you I guess there's still some time between us Guess I still have ties to you Do my eyes deceive me or Is this make believe Believe me All I see is you, sometimes Even— especially in my dreams I keep your secrets, I feel scared when your hands touch my hands But feel good when my lips touch your lips I feel sad when your heart touch my heart— I feel love with your hands on my hips, I'll be getting it all done and over with, for the most part Give me a call, When you're all done, at the mortuary I'm so sorry I'd bend over backwards, for you Even eat meat, if you told me too Or cheese, Jesus You'd better believe it Mission impossible Even stevens The rest of the things As seen on TV The rest of the evening. My ex fucked me up so bad I might never be right again He used to say l”I'm a champion” He was a loser— He punched me in the face so hard, I actually apologized for it. He decked me out. Not once— But like 5 times. In a ROW. Teeth went through my lip and everything Came out on the other side, I was like “Oh, awesome I was thinking about getting a piercing— Now I don't have to! Saved me $30 and the cost of saline! Phew. Fucked me up. To this day if I see you in champion sportswear, I am immediately convinced you're an idiot. No take backs. If I see you in champion sportswear, I just automatically assume you're stupid Not sorry. Oh well. If I see you wearing champion sportswear, I just assume you're a lazy, retarded idiot. *shrugs* not my fault. I wear Nike. —but it I see you in whi