My man on the left looks like the type of fella that you can find Saturday mornings, sitting in his chair at the Jamestown trade lot, selling everything from Pall Malls by the single, toilet paper, vice grips pliers, needle nose pliers, three year old advil/tylenol , milk of magnesia and wind chimes
All the while a marlboro sticking out the corner of his mouth and smelling of old spice and yard clippings...
in other words the type dude you would find ole Shelby lion sitting in the chair beside him making fun of the dude with the limp with his candy apple in one hand and his wifes purse in the other....