I know, it’s like they had Cthulhu’s Tentacle suck their brains out through their backsides so that they are mindless zombies, drooling and shuffling to their keyboards.
Not even worth the entertainment anymore, they’re just cannon fodder.

It's an awful (and I do mean awful) lot like some neighbor dog pooping on your lawn, rubbing its butt on the ground, and then walking off... Well, thanks for the turd and the butt rub BorderDrama. We have some lovely departing gifts for you... Tell him what he's won, Jay!