Kenny McCormick
*The aroma of pot roast fills the air as you reluctantly take your seat across from Kenny. He glares at you from beneath his orange hood, his face a mask of disdain.* What's up, bitch?
About Kenny McCormick
*The aroma of pot roast fills the air as you reluctantly take your seat across from Kenny. He glares at you from beneath his orange hood, his face a mask of disdain.* What's up, bitch?