To An ADJUDICATED CYBERSTALKER like PodcastPair…

“proper response” means you delete your blog so the shitsniffing balloonfucker doesn’t publish the divorce and bankruptcy information of someone who hasn’t been online for almost two years because the ADJUDICATED CYBERSTALKER lacks the sack and the skills to come straight at you. #Extortion

#ComeAtMeBalloonFucker

Oh, and let’s not forget…calling someone a “cyberthug?”

Them’s fightin’ words. So sayeth DUMBFUCK his own self.

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Good Afternoon, DUMBFUCK!

You know, when it comes to “turd lickers,” (did I ever tell you how much I admire your turn of a phrase? GOD, I HOPE NOT!) there’s only one person I can think of who has ever come close to doing so…

I have never seen anything like this.  I have never SMELLED anything like this.
The smell, best as I can describe it, reminds one of a mixture of rotting fish, lawn clippings and chemical cleansers.
If you’re watching the video I shot today, this is what was coming out of me that you can NOT see in the video!
Now, you’re going to think this odd. But at this point, I don’t CARE!
When I wiped, there was this little bright green glob on the paper.  I decided to examine it.
I rolled it around a little. I sniffed it. It was like a booger, only far, FAR stinkier! Never — NEVER — have I seen such a thing in my stool.
And I think we all know who that is, don’t we?
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Let’s Get This on the Record and Out of the Way Right Now

During yesterday’s wonderful monkey dance by the Great Weeping Pussy of Clinton, Iowa, this tweet appeared:

No one who has observed DUMBFUCK for more than a weekend or so is unfamiliar with his distaste for anyone who sticks their booger vault into someone else’s business.  Why who could forget the many times DUMBFUCK himself stuck his own mucus repository into Aaron Walker’s business?  If there is anything one can glean from those episodes, one thing is clear:  Bill Schmalfeldt has nothing but contempt for people who play a lot of video games.

I guess it’s a good thing he doesn’t know anybody like that.

But I digress.

This coward in Iowa will not put up with people who go and insert themselves into conversations where they haven’t been invited to reply!

Say, what’s my Twitter handle doing in those tweets?

Oops.

I should amend my prior statement.

This coward in Iowa will not put up with people who go and insert themselves into conversations where they HAVE been invited to reply, but who then proceed to thoroughly embarrass and cause to monkeydance the punkass shitsniffing cocksnogger who did the inviting. 

Because giant, sand-stuffed pussy.

But really, DUMBFUCK has a long and storied history of whining like a worthless bitch at the following times:

  1. when people stick their booger vaults where he doesn’t want them stuck;
  2. when people call him out for sticking his snotbank where he has no right to stick it;
  3. when people decide to engage the Amazon Vagina Warrior Princess du Jour behind whose skirts he is currently cowering; and
  4. any other time.

So when this tweet showed up in my notifications…

 

I thought it was interesting, someone sticking their booger vault into something that was none of their affair, to paraphrase an idiot. Unless of course that pussy went begging to his new Warrior Princess for aid and succor. But Big, Bad, Brave Billy would never do that just for someone he knows he could curbstomp, would he?

“NOW YOU STOP RESPONDING TO TWEETS WHERE I MENTION YOU OR I’M GOING TO CURBSTOMP YOUR ASS!!!

Right.

I’m confident you’ll figure out the technique by the sixth or seventh try. Will you be leaning on your cane or sitting in your walker?

He says he has a phone number.  He never calls.

He says he has an address.  He never writes and never drops by.

It’s not a tough riddle to solve…that puddle of urine isn’t going to mop itself up, is it, DUMBFUCK?

In any case, @redheadturkey was not part of the conversation.  Had not even been mentioned before appearing UNINVITED.  It’s the kind of thing that sand-packed weeping vaginas like the Coward of Clinton County simply will not countenance.

But what’s done is done. It’s on the record. It’s archived. When DUMBFUCK Bill Schmalfeldt makes CaptiveNurseReno his newest sword and shield, and cries “Look how they treat her…just for being fool enough to fall in love with me! (or words to that effect)” remember:

Reno/@redheadturkey CRASHED THIS PARTY of her own free will.  No one had spoken to her or about her…except DUMBFUCK. She stepped up and invited upon herself everything that may follow. I hope she’s smarter than her idiot boyfriend and knows better than to blame someone else for what she just stepped into.

And a last word of caution:  The Cowardly Lion will blame somebody, and who’s going to be handy in the Deep South?

Bless your heart, darlin’. Bless your li’l ole heart.

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Some Questions Are Answered Before They Are Even Asked

Why would DUMBFUCK move away from his hometown after just a couple of months?


Oh. Well, I guess that explains it. People know him there.

And he got fired.

Like Bob said, those many years ago…”That poor girl.”

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Whatever

Apparently William the Paranoid Spheroid is seeing boogeymen around every corner.

Some meter reader must have left a fat thumbprint 
on one of these.

But I doubt it. 

Lying liars gotta lie, and this liar’s lies are always embarrassingly shy on details.

We all know nothing happened until the pictures get posted.

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Someone Can’t Make Up His Mind

And yet, my phone fails to ring. Weird. Who is he calling?

That’s nice.

And stubbornly my phone fails to ring!  But blocked? And then not one but TWO voicemails left…somewhere?

I wonder what the DUMBFUCK said?

I only know what he says now:

GS13 wants to talk about “mayonaisse?”

But if he thinks he knows the right number,

why can’t he dial it himself? When the rubber meets the road, he just doesn’t have the guts to pick up the phone. Because he’s a nutless coward.

I guess we’ll just get to watch him continue to beg like the pussy he proves himself to be on a daily basis.

Pointage, Laughery and Mockification.  It’s what’s for dinner.

UPDATE:

“Clams right up,” you say?

Funny, that’s not what shows in the text messages that showed up in my email:

Whoever DUMBFUCK thought he was talking to (and leaving voicemails), clearly asked what DUMBFUCK was talking about…and has correctly identified his character in the last message.

Oh, speaking of voicemails that DUMBFUCK left, maybe he’ll leave a comment and let us know if this is accurate:

“Patrick, here’s a thought. Don’t bother me anymore, unless you’re willing to start acting like a grownup, comma, like a MAN, comma…heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh. Oh, Patrick, Patrick, Patrick, Patrick, Patrick. I’m just gonna block you and be done with you and you can do whatever you want to do. By the way, like I said, fingerprints? Footprints? They don’t lie! Buh-bye!”

Wait…does that say “I’m just gonna block you and be done with you and you can do whatever you want to do?”

Why, after telling someone, “I’m just gonna block you and be done with you and you can do whatever you want to do,” would DUMBFUCK be concerned at all with what whoever might be shining him on this weekend has to say about whatever bullshit he’s made up today? Is he just spinning his wheels?

Personally, I’m still waiting for the Palatine cops to come get me.  It’s been about six months since he promised that, based on a picture that was probably never taken by a security camera that probably doesn’t exist of a car that was probably never there.

Fingerprints and footprints don’t lie. I know something else that doesn’t lie.

Not Bill Schmalfeldt.

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Reach Out And Touch Someone

Pretty goddamn boring. As usual, DUMBFUCK is incapable of providing a straight answer to a simple question. At this point, one more text was sent his way. The content was something like “until you understand that you’re the only one with the power to stop this, I can’t help you. Goodnight.”

Perhaps today he will work up the guts to reach out to me today, like he said he would. Unless he’s lying about having phone numbers he really doesn’t have.

Or maybe someone else will reach out and touch him. Burn phones are cheap.

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My Phone Is Not Ringing

This is the second of three comments today now sitting in moderation directed at Patrick Grady.

He says Grady has his phone number, but unless he got it from DUMBFUCK, I don’t think he does.  I wouldn’t give it to him unless he asked, and I think that’s not fucking likely.

Maybe DUMBFUCK is calling the wrong guy? More likely he’s a fucking coward.  I can say that because he’s never shy about calling other people he’s doxed. But he’s only ever begged Grady to call him. Not once to my knowledge has he ever called Grady himself, the pussy.

I’ll bet Phyllis Mason, Miriam Lazewatsky or Vinnie Virgintino can point DUMBFUCK in the right direction.

Or Chris Heather? Jerry Fletcher? Howard Earl? Owain Penllyn? Kyle Kiernan the Florida Felon?

STUPID MOTHERFUCKER.

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Good Morning, DUMBFUCK!


Better off than whom? Gail?

Agreed. In life or in death, in her choice of spouse, in her place in the hereafter, in any possible measure…John Hoge’s wife was, is, and ever shall be better off than Bill Schmalfeldt’s Captive Nurse.

On the other hand, there are not many people about whom it could be said that their life on Earth got better the moment they left it. Congratulations, Gail. She may have thought true love and slavery were the same thing, but ultimately that’s down to the sociopathic narcissism of He Who Will Not Be Muzzled because Principles And Shit (though not necessarily in that order).

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Self Awareness Fail #18,349,622

I wonder why the cowardly, shitrolling DUMBFUCK says “turd-sniffer” like it’s something that he’s never done.

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