"Nowhere." Sloth gulped the beer and turned back to 4chan. "So what do your friends call you, anyway?" he asked, fishing his bong out from under a chair. "You must have a few nicknames." He took the weed and held the bong up questioningly. "I'm out of papers."
He flopped down on the couch and put his feet back in the paddling pool to wash the sand off, grabbing the packet of Skittles and tossing a handful in his mouth.