doddering like someone's grandpa with yellow teeth wondering where his reading glasses are then coming up to his daughter and asking who she is. if you didn't know he was max hardcore and he wasn't wearing that shirt, you'd think he had wandered away from his caretaker and into the convention at random. just doddering. in a year he'll be doing the ronald reagan "no, sir...i don't recall" when he's on the stand at his next trial. "i can't help but piss on the girls, my bladder's had a mind of it's own for a decade, smell my depends"