A store which appears to have no, or almost no customers, but stays open despite this apparent oxymoron.
I've never seen any customers in that store, but it's been open for the last ten years. It must run on pirate gold!
This is a term used to describe the Mercedes Benz of idiots; gifted with the rarefied ultra-premium artisinal brand of stupidity that has to be cultivated deep within the fiery heart of a mountain of ignorance.
This being has no self -awareness, and exists simply to consume , make animal noises approximating speech, and cower at the lash.
This animal thrives in "safe spaces" where hurtful language and corrective violence are absent to deter the progression of a run-of-the-mill Gump into a creature with an unwarranted sense of self-righteous moral authority, known as a "Solid Gold Retard".
Person 1; "I was driving to work this morning, but these Davos kids playing climate change activist glued themselves to the pavement, and made me late, now I'm on probation"
Person 2; "What a pack of Solid Gold retards"
When the kidnappers have kidnapped enough kids to unlock the gold skin.
Person 1: I saw a gold van yesterday
Person 2: They must be experienced ones then