Eric Dougherty, pronounced like Gerald O'Docharty from the John Titor story. He was always so fascinated with inner thigh flab. One time I saw a picture where it looked like someone took a carving knife to some woman's inner thigh flab like a thanksgiving turkey and it made me think of him.
He made a SUPER SECURE door for the basement to his house in Marrietta and he was always talking about burying a shipping container in his back yard. He grew some mushrooms one time and we took them. I said let's just eat them but he was super insistent that he blend them up with fruit and then we drink nasty dried mushroom smoothies. I wonder if he put something in mine because while I was tripping I kept feeling a insistent suggestion to bite my fingers off. I didn't of course, and that was the only time a hallucinogen made me feel anything like that.
When I was flying to Israel in 2017, maybe the first or second time, the guy sitting in front of me diagonal across the aisle looked like Eric and he was mad dogging me hard as fuck. His face different and he was thinner, but I thought I saw Eric's two eyebrow scars on his face. I nodded off during the flight and then I woke up and he was turned around backwards staring at me HARD!
When I had bad credit I gave Eric $1000 to co-sign for my car loan, and actually he may have signed for it alone. I paid it off and that is now a positive item on his credit history, no late payments.
Eric said he used to have horrible "night terrors" and that his father broke his mother's arms in a fight once. Her last name was Davis, and sometimes I see Jews that remind me of Eric. Pic related.