That fake tan Orange face paint sh*t reminds me of when I worked in The Casinos. That "Lets get ready to rumble" douche wears it, so does Wayne Newton.
There was this orange-face that wore a El Cheapo sport coat with jeans and cowboy boots and would walk with his Bud Light which he'd nurse all night long from $5 blackjack table to blackjack table and would never bet unless there was some girl sitting unescorted. Then he would pull out his "wad" which was a single Benji covering up a hundred or so $1 bills with a couple twenties on top, and he'd break into his "Im a professional Blackjack playa" routine while betting the table minimum, so he could hit on some poor girl. He looked and sounded like a used car salesman but judging from the look on his face when I'd take his $5, he probably worked as a busboy at Denny's.

That website reminded me of him, so I'd thought I'd share it with you.

That website also reminds me of every Fratboy-Rap blaring boatload of Wakeboarders I've encountered while lakefishing.