The sheer state of Roundy here?
That fat gut hanging over his pants?
That's him hanging around in Plimouth (sic) yesterday.
He says he's slim and middle aged, he's said this multiple times and without tongue in cheek. He wants you to think that he's in the prime of his life when in fact he's closer to death than any of us. Note how he keeps his hands crossed under his fat gut? This is to take your eye off his belly even if looking at his wizened and craggy auld face makes your stomach turn and puke up all over him.
He looks like David Brent's granddad: pathetic, short-arsed, fat, and a Boston accent that makes you want to blind yourself using bleach to wash out the sheer sadness of the man. This is supposed to be a tough guy who likes to 'visit' people in their homes by walking in the front door and making themselves some tay (sic) until you call the cops to remove him.
So considering all the facts at hand - what age do
YOU think he is?
How much does he weigh?
What does he smell like?
Is he even aware of the massive bald patch on the back of his white-haired bonce?
What's with the way he stands? He looks like a kid who just got caught doing something nasty, like setting the cat on fire.
On a scale of one to ten, how much does he make you laugh at his entirely pathetic self?
The only reason he's doing this is because Val's channel is doing better than his own, or rather, the one he co-owns with Brian Nugent.
As far as Roundy's concerned, any lengths he has to go to to beat Val is acceptable collateral damage.
Mowl, what do you think of molecular instructions for living organisms being analogous to computer code being "quite insightful"? 
