Good Afternoon, DUMBFUCK!

Wossamatta, DUMBFUCK?

Don’t you wanna shout “SCOREBOARD!” any more?

If you forgot, you are a big, fat ZERO for SEVEN…

soon to be EIGHT.



Author: Paul Krendler

The Thinking Man's Zombie

9 thoughts on “Good Afternoon, DUMBFUCK!”

  1. Looks like "mommy" give him the wifi password again. Must be humiliating to have to take handouts from strangers because you can't keep a roof over your Inflate-A-Boy's head. Pathetic.

      1. Not much to tell. Bill is such a poor excuse for a man that he can't even keep a roof over his own head let alone a roof over his imaginary boyfriends head so he has to rely on the kindness of strangers now to take him in and provide for him. Talk about teat sucking! Oh well, once a faking grifter, always a faking grifter.

        1. Kindness of strangers?

          I've lost count: Did he move from the first floor apartment located a block or so off the beach? The one he provided pictures for?

          All this makes a difference. I'm working on wedding invitations.


        2. He did indeed. My sources tell me he had to beg to be taken in by his boyfriends sister. Sad. Maybe he should have used the money he wasted on the fat art to pay his rent?

  2. Are you saying that bill is no longer a resident of 2600 S. Ocean Blvd., Myrtle Beach, SC 29577?

  3. The reason the court hasn't dismissed LOLsuit VIII is because it is waiting for the lawyer representing the defendants to "enlighten" the plaintiff as to the hopelessness of his case, and have the plaintiff dismiss it on his own, rather that having the judge completely embarrass Bill and dismiss it for him (once again).

    1. Looks like little Biwwy haz a sad over your comment. Too bad. He has no idea what's coming. Bwhahahahahaha


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