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From the moment he walked into auditions, there was something different about Cal. It could have been the way the pockets of his hand-knit cardigan sweater overflowed with stale ribbon candy. It might have been the distinct smell of Bengay emanating from his slightly shaking hands. Or maybe it was his stirring rendition of The Golden Girls theme song, which reduced Luke to a tearful mess until Cal patted him consolingly on the knee and offered him a shiny new penny. No, the Meddies didn’t realize Cal’s condition until he offered to drive the group to a gig on Oar Island. After four hours of doing 15 mph in the right lane while listening to Danielle Steel audio books (Cal has a hard time reading the small type), it became abundantly clear that Cal is a bit… old for his age.
Outside of being a #1GRNDMA (as his vanity plate implies), Cal spends his time sculpting his Winnie the Pooh physique at the gym, getting kicked down flights of stairs and desperately trying to get Chris Adams-Wall to like him. He’s still working on that last one.