When you're a grown man dressing up Vicky like she's a barbi doll and you find nothing seriously wrong with this yet you think those guys who collect and play with real Barbies are fruitcakes. When your vision of the universe is limited to what sets you have available. When you spend more time putting an outfit on Vicky than you do actually making some art with her. When your poser figures actually talk to you from the screen and tell you to clean the guns... oh maybe I shouldn't say anything about that one.