One with poor self-awareness that they are indeed the joke—usually from behaving in a foolish, douchebaggerish way absent of any clue that they are a moment away from an invite as Guest of Honor for a dinner solely for schmucks tool strapper [
Did you see Mike making that lameargumentthinking he was clever? Whatta Schmerb!
I walked the lonely streets of the exchange. I came upon a statue of two bucks mating. The front buck expressed a look of unprecedented pleasure. But a closer view revealed a whisper of pain. As both an amateur and a virgin of art interpretation I concluded the buck was in a state of schmerzvergnugen.