Back then this was a great burn for the oh-so called godfather of Bing Bing Wahoo parodies, in which SML and SMG4 would later monopolize after Youtube purged all the funny guys and making them stale obnoxious shit or just Family Guy rejected gags. Nowadays this is a tragic documentary of a fratboy who finally got his ego stroked after dropping out highschool, because you know, spastic kids at the time would put anyone in a high pedestal for dicking around sprites and stolen assets from their favorite games and clog it with humor that even Adam Sandler himself would find it retarded. He might set the foundations for videogame parodies, but then: You're stuck with Tim Buckley's Ctrl+Alt+Del, Tom Preston (thank god he got locked in his basement with no internet access), Dorkly (how the fuck Nintendo didn't DMCA their asses for tainting their family friendly image) or any flavor of the month "comedian" that gets praised at Reddit just to be forgotten and later trying their hardest to be a freeloading activist. Randy's life could be the new millennium GG Allin: both "geniuses" relied on scatological trends that set them apart in a punk manner and lived atrocious lifestyles in which led to their early death leaving all responsibilities behind and sinking their loved ones in a perpetual debt, some took inspiration of their work and made it into the big leagues or some just wanted to be part of a secret club and are willing to praise them until the end of times.