Vinny Got Game

Put enough monkeys in a room with typewriters they'll come up with Shakespeare eventually. Humans by nature are only as good as the tools we use, and when it comes to using tools to get some poon Vinny is Lord of the Online Pimps.
Since the mid 90's his use of AOL to hunt out poon has destroyed no less 3 computers and got him booted off AOL numerous times. Let me get to the heart of the matter, Vinny is an online whore. He'll answer any instant message, go to any rate my whatever site, and now has established a toe hold on Myspace. Now ladies, don't get offended -- but are you fucking invalids or just really hard up?
He types an instant message like a Parkinson victim on crack (WuZZup, Tru Dat!?!, YeAhH, llloooooooollllll). He puts letters in there that aren't even in English. The point is the women eat it up. I've seen him in action at 3 in the morning, I've seen him in action at 3 in the afternoon. And you know what? There's always some girl on the other end talking to him.
He's not innocent either. He thinks he's really with Melissa Midwest, Raven Riley, Jessica Alba and Jenna Jameson. The level of that stupidity is on a whole different level than current blogging technology can handle.
So he sends his baby messages, leaves incoherent voicemails, and has a four year old's level of grammar. Some call it an addiction, others a shameless exploitation of technology, me I call it an idiot's bliss. Vinny -- he calls it game.