Greenroom, you are a sad, pathetic, trainspotting forum nerd. You can't break your geek habit of counting posts, can you?
Those squinty green eyes stare at the computer screen, binoculars pressed hard against the sockets; the clipboard is firmly clamped under the sweaty armpit; and the H.B. pencil is wedged between the ear and the right-frontal cortex.
The binoculars make the screen somewhat blurry????? Greenroom adjusts the little wheel located between the lenses, he puts himself into focus. A smear of drool slowly trickles down his chin.
Then bingo, he spots the magic number of 500 posts noted against ol 'slave. "Gotcha waveslave, you tragic mother-****er"!