I know the Champions saga is intrinsically linked to the often infuriating scumminess of Phil's begging and greed but can we all just agree it's fucking hilarious when viewed on the whole:
We have a handful of avid, mentally ill fans going to great lengths to spend thousands of dollars on propping up a shameless liar who then spunks it up the wall on jpegs of half naked men instead of living very comfortably.
He's like an absolute fuckwit reverse Robin Hood who steals from idiots and gives to Vince McMahon. In a way he's stopping these morons from spending their money on pointless shit like Yu-Gi-Oh cards and furry costumes and subjecting himself to regular, miserable begging in order to furnish his digital softcore gay porn collection.
Ultimately Phil will have the good graces to die a sad, lonely man with nothing to his name other than a completely useless Champions account, a shitty condo, a fat wife and a cat that will outlive him. He has already traded every shred of dignity he could have had for a miserable life and a few cartoons of Triple H dressed like a zombie.
It's like being a gutter level NFT bro but he doesn't get to brag about how much of a fucking pleb he is because he's broken inside.
Which is objectively funny.