And how long to figure out the Wizard of the Vegas, let alone Singer? Took me all of a month. Yet, every single one of those guys staunchly followed, and defended, the Pied Piper of casino gambling, for years.
Judging from AW's latest stunned reply, over in the Verdict thread, I think that it's about time to go with the monikers: Vegas Retards #1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6. And lucky #7.
I don't consider Crimm a retard. He seems to have a touch of larcenous pedigree. That boy is "touched", in a way, with the slots. A sort of clinical fixation, or catatonia. At the other end of the spectrum, the totally useless Ozzy didn't make even the list of Vegas Retards. Perhaps, then Vegas Retard #0.
In any even, the fact that Max has to make idiotic "trophies" of such losers, well, lends credence, and claim, to, say, the distinguished undistinguished position of Vegas Retard #1, right ahead of AW, at spot #2. Although AW, no matter how pickled, is never at a loss for words, "Bathroom Boy" just can't seem to get much of nothing out without the use of some overly corny little pictograph, to go with the latest cute, but faggy little phrase. Fights like a girl. Definitely not blessed with the ability to think a couple of steps ahead.
Not much leeway, let alone alternative, with the following definition.
Originally Posted by
AxelWolf
No one or thing in particular.
When dealing with type of stuff and people, I'm right 90% of the time on my first instincts. Whenever I happen to be off on my initial assessment, I get it right soon enough. Obvious people can change either way at some point.
Another curious bit of self-glorifying horseshit totally out of nowhere. Right up there, supposedly, with $2,500 worth of mostly unused fishing licences a year.