He's been at the office for about 3 months but it's new relative to everyone else, let's call him Roger. He claimed you can get "high octane racing fuel" by mixing 89 Octane and 93 Octane gas in your tank.
Roger told me that if I wanted to know any good asian massage parlors nearby, he'd recommend the "good" ones with the happy endings. First day at work.
He used to watch webcam girls from the Philippines on his desktop at work - stripping, doing other unsavory things, etc.
He took a Filipino co-worker to see his buddy's band at a local bar - turns out it was a biker bar frequented by a lot of some kind of Aryan Nation-style bikers. The co-worker told me that there were signs up extolling the virtues of white supremacy, and that everyone was glaring at him the entire time he was in the bar. When he pointed it out, Roger just laughed and said "I come here all the time it's no big deal."
Roger snores through meetings.
Roger at one time had some kind of narcolepsy or something, and would fall asleep in his cube. Co-workers frequently threw things at him to wake him up.
The weird thing is - he's actually a pretty nice guy. If you got arrested or something, and called him at 3am to come bail you out, he'd do it, even if he'd only met you once, for like 10 minutes. He's very friendly and sociable - he's just really strange.