— Trump Thumping Radio (@TrumpThumpRadio) November 25, 2017
…but don’t you dare call him a “deranged cyberstalker,” because that’s DEFAMATION!!
— Trump Thumping Radio (@TrumpThumpRadio) November 25, 2017
…but don’t you dare call him a “deranged cyberstalker,” because that’s DEFAMATION!!
I may be picking nits here, but is Franken actually touching Ms. Tweeden? The shadows cast by his hands show distance between fingers and flak jacket. Not touching, wrong and sophomoric. Touching, wrong and criminal. @BreitbartUnmask @turkresisting pic.twitter.com/3XrmPlCNvZ
— Trump Thumping Radio (@TrumpThumpRadio) November 16, 2017
Of course DUMBFUCK wants to argue that the PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE of Al Franken feeling up a sleeping woman (she consented, though, I’m sure) isn’t REALLY what it looks like.
But then there’s also this:
"On the day of the show Franken and I were alone backstage going over our lines one last time. He said to me, 'We need to rehearse the kiss.' I laughed and ignored him. Then he said it again. I said something like, 'Relax Al, this isn’t 'SNL' ... we don't need to rehearse the kiss.' He continued to insist, and I was beginning to get uncomfortable," she wrote in her KABC piece. She said that she acquiesced "so that he would stop badgering me" and that when he kissed her, he "put his hand on the back of my head, mashed his lips against mine and aggressively stuck his tongue in my mouth."
So you have, in the last week, a whole armload of forty year old accusations against a former federal judge now running for Senate, based entirely on “press conference” testimony that can be neither confirmed nor refuted after all this time.
Now, if I know my DUMBFUCK as well as I think I do, the next words out of his chomp hole about soon to be ex-Senator Franken will be along the lines of “Prove it,” “There’s no proof,” “It’s his word against his,” or “until I hear different, she’s lying.”
Well, the proof you seek, oh intrepid investigamative journimalist, is out there if you could just get up off your well-fed hiney and stop waiting for the source to come to you. Get out there, Scoop (of poop) Schmalfeldt, and do some real reporting for once.
In fact, let me point you in the right direction – the proof of truth of Ms. Tweeden’s accusations exists in two places: the photograph you tweeted, and in the hidden drawer right next to the verified evidence of truth spoken by the women that the **** Party paid to level the accusations at Judge Moore in the first place.
John Hoge didn’t forget. But to be fair, he’s been deep in the archives of late.
Even new(ish) TFS blogger MJ at Sonoran Conservative got in on the act.
I forgot all about it.
How could I – PatrickPaulGradyKrendler (heh. A-ha-ha. BWA-HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Seriously…we’re not the same person.) – have forgotten that today is the three year anniversary of the day Patrick Grady appeared in Maryland to contest a Peace Order Petition filed by a pussy who ran like the mangy cur he is for the hills rather than face the confrontation he begged for before and after that date, hoping we would all somehow forget the snail-trail his sniveling vagina left as he waddled up into the hills above Elkridge?
It boggles the mind that I might have a rich and rewarding life that would distract me from such a milestone event, doesn’t it?
I noted with much hilarity the lies that DUMBFUCK told early this morning on Twitter in response to the posts that appeared just after midnight.
I remember Grady sneaking into Maryland to file his RO to allow him to keep harassing me while taking away my ability to respond. I also remember how one of your stupid commenters on the super seekrit blog talked about "Paul" being in Maryland. I know Grady LIKES to sneak! …
— Trump Thumping Radio (@TrumpThumpRadio) November 14, 2017
Funny…that’s not what I found on your blog at the time.
I recall you got served a Cook County summons by the Howard County Sheriff’s Department on or about November 4th in a manner prescribed by law (and therefore most assuredly NOT sneaky, you lying motherfucker) and immediately panicking. It started with this post (safe archived link from yet another fear-pee-soaked and deleted blog). The blog name?
In case anyone forgot who was in charge of it…
PERJURY: A Class 3 Felony in IllinoisHere is one of those pesky little facts that people sometimes don’t think about until it’s too late. For instance, did you know that in the state of Illinois perjury is defined as a class III felony? It’s true! So, let’s use this case as a hypothetical. Suppose someone sent me a summons which I received today, in which he states material falsehoods. And let’s say that the person who received the summons, for the purpose of illustration, me, can prove that the falsehoods are, in fact, falsehoods. For instance, in the complaint, in this hypothetical stalking/no contact petition, the petitioner states, under oath, that the respondent, hypothetically me, called his employer on September 2 to ask for personal information. Let’s continue the supposition, with the fact that the respondent can produce his telephone records and has already reviewed those telephone records as a customer of consumer cellular. These records, show not only did the respondant not call any number that is related to the petitioners place of employment, the respondent made no telephone calls at all on September 2. To continue with our hypothetical, what sort of trouble would the petitioner be in by signing a document under penalty of perjury me that contains a provable falsehood? And suppose this same petitioner swore under oath, under penalty of perjury me, that the respondent, hypothetically me, contacted the petitioner ‘s employer by email and “accused” him of misuse of office equipment. The petitioner would have to prove that, would he not? And if the respondent can show his email records for that day, and there is no such email listed, might that now not be grounds for a perjury charge? So, hypothetically, we have a two provably false charges. One of the respondents proofs could be dismissed as it would be possible for the respondent to have altered his email list. But as the only telephones in use at the respondents hypothetical home are under the service of Consumer, and the respondent is not able to alter the phone call records on the consumer cellular website, and the hypothetical respondent has printed out those records for the month of September and October, and has offered them to, oh, let’s say, the Cook County clerk of courts, might not the petitioner find his ass in a particularly hot frying pan should he press these false allegations? Just a little food for thought. (720 ILCS 5/32‑2) (from Ch. 38, par. 32‑2) Sec. 32‑2. Perjury. (a) A person commits perjury when, under oath or affirmation, in a proceeding or in any other matter where by law such oath or affirmation is required, he makes a false statement, material to the issue or point in question, which he does not believe to be true. (b) Proof of Falsity. An indictment or information for perjury alleging that the offender, under oath, has made contradictory statements, material to the issue or point in question, in the same or in different proceedings, where such oath or affirmation is required, need not specify which statement is false. At the trial, the prosecution need not establish which statement is false. (c) Admission of Falsity. Where the contradictory statements are made in the same continuous trial, an admission by the offender in that same continuous trial of the falsity of a contradictory statement shall bar prosecution therefor under any provisions of this Code. (d) A person shall be exempt from prosecution under subsection (a) of this Section if he is a peace officer who uses a false or fictitious name in the enforcement of the criminal laws, and such use is approved in writing as provided in Section 10‑1 of “The Liquor Control Act of 1934″, as amended, Section 5 of “An Act in relation to the use of an assumed name in the conduct or transaction of business in this State”, approved July 17, 1941, as amended, or Section 2605‑200 of the Department of State Police Law (20 ILCS 2605/2605‑200). However, this exemption shall not apply to testimony in judicial proceedings where the identity of the peace officer is material to the issue, and he is ordered by the court to disclose his identity. (e) Sentence. Perjury is a Class 3 felony.
“OOOH!! I’m gonna send you to jail for perjury if you don’t shut up and go away!”
Of course this was three years ago, when there might still have been one person on earth who thought you might be able to back up your bullshit, DUMBFUCK, so instead of everyone ignoring your bluster and nothing happening like today,
Next, your panic led you to cry that someone (it’s not clear who from this safely archived post from the now-defunct blog Schmalfeldt.org) was calling your extortionate actions…EXTORTION:
Well this is new. Telling someone if he lies about you under oath he’s committing perjury is extortion?I like hypotheticals don’t you? For instance in yesterday’s post I offered a hypothetical situation in which a person tells a lie in a document signed under penalty of perjury, suggesting that the person being lied about can prove it’s a lie. In this hypothetical, I suggested that a person who signed the document might be best served it to not proceed with the lie, told under oath, because perjury is a class III felony in the state of Illinois. In this hypothetical situation, the hypothetical petitioner having signed this document of lies under oath, is now complaining about extortion. Hypothetically, this displays a severe lack of grasp on reality. It’s much like would-be murderer complaining that reporting his contemplated crime to the police if he decides to go through that would be extortion. It would be extortion if the hypothetical respondant in this case told the hypothetical petitioner that he would rat out the hypothetical petitioner to the cops unless he forked over $1 million. But that’s not the case in this hypothetical. In this case the hypothetical respondent is merely stating that if a crime is committed against him, and perjury is a class III felony in Illinois, that he will report this crime to the proper authorities. The hypothetical petitioner can do one of two things: 1. He can withdraw his complaint and thereby not commit the crime of perjury which, if convicted thereof, could land his caboose in the calaboose for 2 to 5 years. 2. He could continue in his hypothetical reckless course of action, obtain a stalking/no contact order by lying on a document signed under penalty of perjury and then hypothetically deal with the consequences of his crime. BY THE BY, IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A TEXTBOOK EXAMPLE OF EXTORTION...THAT WAS IT. -PK So, the lesson learned here, is that it is silly to suggest that a potential crime victim is extorting the person contemplating committing the potential crime against him by stating, loudly and clearly, that if the criminal goes ahead with his crime, the victim will prosecute vigorously, angrily, and to the fullest extent of the law. Remember, our hypothetical victim here has phone records that prove the hypothetical criminal is a liar. All the hypothetical criminal has to do is not commit the crime, and there will be no need for prosecution. That is not extortion. That’s just good advice.
As I recall, the outcome defaulted to option 2. More on that later.
Next came this (again, an archived link from a deleted blog). Oh, say, that reminds me! Does anyone know how many blogs DUMBFUCK has created and deleted (or had removed) since he first set out to have this one taken down? Because as an internet takedown superhero, he tends to dig a lot of bullets out of his own feet.
Will Grady/Krendler have to prove the truth behind his allegations. Yes or no? Will a Cook County judge just take him at his word? Si o no? If Grady/Krendler can’t provide the name of the person I spoke to, can he win his case? Ja oder nein? If Krendler/Grady can’t produce a true copy of the email he says I sent, will the judge just take the word of a self-described manic depressive? Hai o Ie? Should Grader/Krendly shut down this little cluster diddle he’sCreated for himself before it’s too late Or is it already too late?
Pro se leeguhl jeenyus journimalist can’t even count to one.
He just kept intimating that victory was assured, and all he had to do was show up. What a revelation it might have been if he actually had.
As late as Thursday November 6th, DUMBFUCK was puffing himself up, the pretend badass, in this archived post:
Zombie WANT Hearing? Zombie GET Hearing.I look forward to chatting with Mr. Grady, under oath, on Monday.
Then he kicked the badassery up another (archived) notch:
Did I Say ‘Talk To You MONDAY?’ Sorry. I Was Mistaken. I’ll Talk To You FRIDAY!
And as soon as he’s under oath, we can get to the bottom of THIS question.
See? You wanted to fuck, Patrick. So? Let’s fuck.
It’s worth a pause here to remind DUMBFUCK that it’s perfectly acceptable to come out of the closet as a homosexual late in life (look how well it’s working out for Kevin Spacey!). I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: if your PROGRESSIVE Fakinson’s impotence is gone like your inability to drive once temporarily deserted you, and you want to fuck men, DUMBFUCK, I encourage you to go right ahead and get after it. LET YOUR FREAK FLAG FLY HIGH! But please wear a condom so you don’t bring anything home to the balloon fiance with the industrial paper shredder where its mouth belongs, because that’s just impolite. Please don’t worry about anyone thinking less of you.
No one could.
But I digress…
Here we see the pure enthusiasm DUMBFUCK possessed on November 7th of 2014. He was just itching to get into the courtroom!
(Don’t worry, though…you can get a shot to clear that right up.)
He continued to reaffirm his enthusiasm for easy court victories with this (hopefully?) metaphorical post on November 8th:
It Gives Me Joyi just love to hear the tinkling bell-like laughter of someone in the moments before I cave in his soft skull with a mallet. Like a rotten pumpkin. Splat!
Living for the fight just 6 days away!!
He must have run out of Johnnie Walker, because all that liquid bravery just up and vanished!
Maybe his excellent friend, bombthrower and kiddie-diddler had better things to do that day than play chauffeur. Maybe he was in Nashville playing C/W Svengali, and couldn’t make it.
Maybe it was as simple as “the Muscle don’t work for free.”
His plumage suddenly molted.
Someone stuck a pin in his Bladder of Badassery.
Maybe he ran out of tampons and couldn’t buy more before payday.
Whatever it was, he wrote this capitulation (yes, it’s an archive link to a suspended blog) on the day before the hearing, with PLENTY OF TIME FOR A RESPONDENT TO CANCEL AN AIRLINE TICKET FOR A FULL REFUND. Oopsie Poopsie!
Oh, and this one’s getting fisked, with the benefit of three years of hindsight!
Posted on November 13, 2014 in True Conservative Sleaze Don’t bother showing up in District Court tomorrow. I won’t be there. I am not going to press my case against poor, insane, Patrick G. Grady. No, this is not a WJJ Hoge-inspired lie. I am not telling you to stay home so I can have an uncontested victory. I’m telling you to stay home, because I will not be there. Because you know you have no chance to win, in spite of all the shit you spewed in the prior week? Probably a good decision. But you know what's not a good decision? Taking anything you say seriously, and then tailoring behavior as if it's true. For example: "Hey, DUMBFUCK says he won't show up! Guess I don't have to be there at all." That's not a good decision. 80% of success is showing up. Think about this for a moment, those of you capable of such a thing as “abstract thought.” "Abstract thought?" Do you mean, for example, the failure to draw a moral equivalence between calling a Senate candidate accused of hitting on teenage girls some forty years ago (when, it should be noted, he was a Democrat) a "kiddie diddler" but not saying the same of a convicted criminal whose authorized biography paints him as grooming a ten year old to marry him, some...let me see...FORTY YEARS AGO? That kind of abstract thought? Peace Order? WTF? Do I really think Patrick Fucking Grady is going to come to my house, beat me up or kill me?Apparently so! I can’t ask non-humans to behave like human adults. GS-13 fake journimalist, heal thyself. So, I am just going to end it. But only metaphorically...and only temporarily. Hold those party favors. I spoke to the Clerk of Courts, and she said that they couldn’t just drop the case, but if I don’t show up, then they’ll dismiss. Of course, you’ll lie about the reasons. That’s what you do. You lie. You are inveterate liars. Uhhh...yeah. Right. There are two kinds of people in the world.
We'll discuss his fantasies when he comes down here, either to murder me like he keeps suggesting, or when I see his flabby ass in court.— Trump Thumping Radio (@TrumpThumpRadio) November 11, 2017
Creators and destroyers. Decent people and people like Bill Schmalfeldt and his friends. You are destroyers.decent people. You Otherscreate, you shitBill Schmalfeldt lies and shits on the things they create and try to destroy the person who created them. You will look at my reasons for my decision, which are lies, and you will lie about them, and I am out of shits to give. Don't worry, your shit delivery is on its way and wow, how prescient is this three years later? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I am going to let this blog stand until the weekend. Then it, and everything I can find with my name on it, will come off the Internet. Riiiiight! You can’t have me. I don’t want to play with the stupid kids any more. I have a short time left, and I want to use it for productive purposes. If Bill Schmalfeldt doesn't want to play with the stupid kids anymore, and all he can do is play with himself... ...well the joke just writes itself. Mock me. Okay! Whatever. Make fun of me. Will do! I give a shit. I thought you said you were all out of shits to give...like two paragraphs ago. That Fakinson's dementia is the real deal, isn't it? All the funny “footlong and mayo” jokes that you repeat to each other like 3-year olds who got a rise out of mommy and daddy when they said “poopy!” Always...ALWAYS WITH THE BUTT STUFF, amirite? Go right on ahead. I can pencil you in for mockery on Thursday at about 7:45 PM, does that work for you? Pointage and laughery cost extra. For you, as of this moment, Bill Schmalfeldt ceases to exist. I am not going to let you run my life. I am going to create. Before: After: I will come up with a pen name and use it exclusively. You may find it entertaining to hunt me down. But you won’t find me.
I know, right? For fuck’s sake, WHERE COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE??? How long before you jump up and scream “HEY!!! WHY AREN’T YOU LOOKING FOR ME??? I’M FILING ANOTHER LOLSUIT!!”Consider this a break-up. Oh, IF ONLY WE COULD GET SO LUCKY... And finally? Fuck each and every one of you. YOU DO YOU. I'LL TAKE A PASS.
Anyway, that was fun, but way off point. Back to the issue at hand.
Patrick Grady didn’t sneak anywhere. Bill Schmalfeldt ran for the hills, away from the battle he said he wanted, and which he quickly – and erroneously – rejoined.
Patrick Grady took his restraining order and went home. Has barely been heard from since. Lord only knows what he’s doing today.
DUMBFUCK, on the other hand…still can’t find me.
And he’s got to do that to have a chance of getting what he wants.
I really wish these cowards would learn a new song. This one is quite tiresome. For years now, these same morons (probably the same person) have been writing of my impending doom. Yet, I remain amazingly undoomed. @BreitbartUnmask @turkresisting pic.twitter.com/HGqTLlhBPC
— Trump Thumping Radio (@TrumpThumpRadio) November 9, 2017
DUMBFUCK regularly posits that I am yanking the levers behind the curtains of every lickspittle commenter, even as he steadfastly maintains that he actually has a real, live fiancee (and not the skanky balloon animal we all know he pretends with instead) and PLANS TO MARRY HER SOMEDAY!!!
Then again, he’s a proven liar, so…
It looks like there’s a balloon animal in South Carolina that can’t afford health insurance under Obamacare anymore.
Thank you for making it impossible for me to afford to get insurance by cutting off the subsidies.
— Reno of the Turks (@turkresisting) November 1, 2017
Actually, it reads very much like xhe couldn’t afford it in the first place. “Thank you for making it impossible for me to afford to get insurance by cutting off the subsidies.”
If you can’t afford something without someone else’s help to pay for it, YOU CAN’T AFFORD IT!
I guess xhe will have to find some other way to afford the insurance to fix that vandalized cemetery of a pecker wrecker xhe calls a mouth, and whatever other maladies might plague xer.
I know! Maybe xhe could find some sap and convince him to marry xer to get on xis health insurance. It would take a real idiot to fall for such an obvious scam, though.
But even if xe did marry xer, the scam would only work if xe wasn’t a pauper and a cheapskate who would rather burn xis money on cheapjack scootypuffs than take care of xis plasticene playmate.
So remember – make good choices!
THE FOLLOWING IS A PARODY OF THE POST LINKED HERE: http://www.breitbartunmasked.com/2017/10/09/drawing-a-straight-line-between-robert-mercer-and-nazis/, WRITTEN BY BILL PRESTON-SCHMALFELDT (oh, how PRECIOUS!!) ON OCTOBER 9, 2017.
DO NOT CLICK THAT LINK (IT ISN’T A REAL LINK ANYWAY). IT WILL ONLY ENCOURAGE HIM. BESIDES, THE POST WILL SOON BE DELETED IN A FLOOD OF FEAR PEE, WHICH IS THE HALLMARK OF PRIDE THAT PUNCTUATES THE PATHETIC EXISTENCE OF THE AUTHOR.
INSTEAD, READ THE POST WHERE IT HAS BEEN ARCHIVED AS ETERNAL PROTECTION AGAINST THE INEVITABLE DELETION AND SPOLIATION OF EVIDENCE THAT WILL TAKE PLACE SOMETIME SOON.
SAFE LINK: http://archive.is/jYG4S
It’s a simple matter of “unnecessary air-quote” connecting the dots “unnecessary air-unquote:” Drawing a straight line from transient left wing idiot, Stolen Valor veteran, welfare whore and cyberstalking harasser Bill Schmalfeldt to brass knuckles reputation management lawfare aficionado Brett Kimberlin, the convicted Speedway Bomber, domestic terrorist, drug dealer and forger, one-time wannabe rockstar and champion of the movement to, um… “romance” underage girls in the name of pedophilia, a philosophy that is the direct opposite of normal, though not for lack of effort on the part of the enlightened, progressive Left. (It emphasizes that romantic and sexual relationships between adults and children who are legally and emotionally incapable of consent is perfectly fine.
A recent piece in BuzzFeed (which we aren’t going to link because we’re assholes like that here at Cabin Boy Unread) had absolutely nothing to do with the relationship between welfare whore Bill Schmalfeldt and adjudicated pedophile Brett Kimberlin, but you can find plenty of information here.
Schmalfeldt is currently in his second stint as the editor of Breitbart Unmasked (no, I won’t link to it – malware warnings), a website connected to Kimberlin and given to publishing multiple fawning profiles about him while ignoring his criminal history and epic failures at shutting up his critics via lawfare. Schmalfeldt, who tries to portray himself as a glib, sarcastic satirical genius and investigative journalist on this website as well as hundreds of other failed blogs, podcast channels and Twitter accounts he has created, then abandoned or had yanked from public view over the last decade, has also authored many self-published masturbatory fantasies disguised as “exposés” of people he has continuously tried and failed to sue for defamation and other false claims. Many of these books have also been pulled from online bookshelves due to copyright violations.
There’s not much about Schmalfeldt’s public rantings to love.
The things he says in private are far worse, far more insidious and despicable.
An anonymous but trusted source has provided Thinking Man’s Zombie with communications with Schmalfeldt, in which Schmalfeldt shares his glee over bashing peoples’ skulls with rocks, glorifying over the imagery of kicking people out of their homes, taking away their children’s inheritances, getting them fired from their jobs after doxing them, and shoving lit M-80s up the rectums of their pets just like when he was a kid.
Schmalfeldt is far less glib and urbane when discussing his violent dreams out of sight of the public. He brags about an in situ plot to overthrow the government of the United States, saying that a large number of generals and admirals are on board and ready to move if Donald Trump goes a step too far. He is either delusional or a liar, but at times like this there is nothing like the power of AND. Schmalfeldt now has the time to work on funding his latest projects…fleecing the left-wing idiots of America to fund a 48 state “bucket list” road trip along with about $2500 of new toys to “document” the journey, grifting for a brand new mobility scooter that Medicare would pay for if only he could find a competent doctor to prescribe for him, and pro se prosecuting yet another Federal LOLSUIT that has less than a snowball’s chance in Hell of getting to trial.
Is Schmalfeldt just thumping his concave chest? Preening like a peacock, trying to impress the reader with his illusory power and might?
And if it isn’t all just talk, where is the funding coming from?
That question takes us back to the beginning.
Brett Kimberlin is a convicted bomber who was found civilly liable for the death of one of his victims but hid all his assets to avoid paying the judgment. He is a convicted forger, drug dealer and perjurer who has spent years along with thousands of dollars engaging in lawfare against many with whom he shares common hatred along with Bill Schmalfeldt. Also, he blew $9000 to buy a fake Russian dossier on Donald Trump.
Bill Schmalfeldt is a friend of Brett Kimberlin, by his own admission:
Who’s to say that Kimberlin is not funding Schmalfeldt’s dreams of almost-beachside month-to-month rental retirement in a Myrtle Beach motel-gone-cheap-condo? How do we know Kimberlin is not laughing up his sleeve behind the scenes at Schmalfeldt’s impotent fist shaking dreams of crushing his enemies THIS TIME, AT LONG LAST!!! in a South Carolina court with a case far more flimsy than he has ever had before, even more flimsy than the case that caused a court-conscripted welfare lawyer in Chicago to fire him and run him out of town, shaking with derisive pointage, laughery and mockification?
We don’t know.
Maybe it’s time to start asking questions?
BTW Doggy Style Chew Sock. I did not send ANYTHING. That's the work of the US Marshals. They tried her home, she didn't respond. Her fault!
— Breitbit News (@breitbitnews) August 22, 2017
All that rigmarole and tap dancing about NEEDING her address AS AN OFFICIAL COURT MATTER (HARRUMPH!!) was nothing more than another load of your usual load of cyberstalking and lies?
Turns out the U.S. Marshals have. Even tracking people down without your help for OVER A CENTURY!
You lying motherfucker.
I’m shocked – SHOCKED! – to find gambling going on in this establishment.
Clerk: [inaudible] Department.
BS: Hi there, My name is William Schmalfeldt, and I’m calling about a civil no contact order that was taken out against me in January 2016.
BS:Uh, the file number is 15CVD2054.
BS: And what I’d like to know is, uh, the plaintiff gave her address as 501 Redd St in Re-Reidsville, uhhh…NC. Now the application for the 50C says you can give an alternative address. Uh, but, but it also says did the, uh – let me see, call it up here so I can quote it exactly…hang on her just a sec…yeah, uh, under “Note to Plaintiff<” uh, line one, which box did she check?
Clerk: Uh, which, under the complaint? Or –
BS: Uh, the application. In the 50C application.
Clerk: Okay, which form?
BS: Uh, hang on just a second. I can-
Clerk: Because you got a copy of the form.
BS: I’m looking, I’m looking, I’m looking at it right now. Hang on. It is form number AOC-CV-520.
Clerk: Okay, you got a copy of everything, um, that she filled out.
BS: Well I no longer have it, and I just really have one question.
Clerk: Okay , and you’re wanting to know which-
BS: Which box she checked under line one.
Clerk: Hold on.
Clerk: Okay, um, you wanted to know which line she che-, on one, which line she checked?
Clerk: She checked “the plaintiff resides.”
BS: She – okay, and if the plaintiff did not reside in Rockingham County when she filled that out, is that something I should discuss with your local sheriff?
Clerk: Hmm, you can talk to a lawyer.
BS: All right, well, we’ll do that. Thank you very-
Clerk: All right, Bye-bye.
BS: But, but, but she definitely checked “the plaintiff resides” in this-
Clerk: Well, you should have a copy, if you’d like me to mail you a copy-
BS:Well, yeah, but I-I-I-I moved, uh, and uh, didn’t see any reason to keep this, because I thought she still lived in Rockingham County until yesterday. Now I find out that she moved in November ’15 to, uh, Greensboro, but still filed this suit, uh, this uh-uh-uh, restraining order in January 2016 claiming she lived in Rockingham County when she lived in Guilford County.*
Clerk: Uh, well, if you’d like a copy we can mail you a copy of it.
BS: Would you do that? Let me give you my address.
Clerk: Okay, what is the address?
BS: It’s uh, 220 [deleted]
Clerk: Okay. We’ll get it out to you.
BS: I do appreciate that, thank you very much.
Clerk: Uh-huh. Bye-bye.
*This is the part where the lies are absolutely unmistakable. If you have the stomach for it, go listen to it eight or nine times. There’s no way he’s telling the truth here. Also, it’s where he practically admits stalking. “I thought she lived HERE until yesterday, and I have vowed not to eat, sleep, use the bathroom or speak to the Inflataskank until I find out her current address and get her arrested for relocating without telling me. But I’m totally not a stalker or anything.” Or words to that effect.
On an unrelated note: Did you know that the US Marshals have been finding people and serving process on them for literally decades without even the smallest bit of help from Bill Schmalfeldt? It boggles the mind to consider how they have managed without him.
A freshly active Team Free Speech Blog! Right here at sonoranconservative.com!
Seven new posts just in the last three days, all dedicated to pointage, laughery and mockification of Moobflop McBeetusflesh!
I wonder what could have happened so recently to motivate the rapid creation of YET ANOTHER website dedicated to pointing out the MASSIVE LIFE FAILURES of Homo Simpson?
Surely it couldn’t have been in response to the DUMBFUCKERY of a DUMBFUCK!
Remember, people! Don’t fuck with Moobflop McBeetusflesh or anyone he pre 10 ds to love while telling them he’s like to bend another man over a chair and rape them! You’ll only wind up in his crosshairs, just like me – laughing at him every single day for the rest of his life.