One Hundred Percent Loser
This guy looks (and smells) like a loser in every way.
Why does he have to hang around my table today?
Right now, I wish he would turn around and go away.
For the last few days, he has been in this casino.
He is certainly nobody I would want to know.
Overindulging, he has lost every penny to his name.
People who end up like him are surely a shame.
This is an individual who really should not stay.
Ship this guy out of here, and send him to Guantanamo Bay!
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