The Jovial One, aka @BroadwayBill_XM, aka (by his own admission) “Original Program Director for XM Satellite Radio’s “On Broadway” Channel,” real name Bill Schmalfeldt, latest of Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, has a long, storied history as a failed litigator. It’s exponentially worse, frankly speaking, when one stops to consider how many empty threats he has made that were never followed up on.
This is the same twisted stalker who sent false defamatory information about me to @KDSNRadio which caused them to rescind an offered-and-accepted job. A tender, fragile snowflake is this one. When one looks at this one's follower list on GAB, one gets an idea why that is. pic.twitter.com/Ox8EVtGCJP
— William M. Schmalfeldt, Sr. (@BlueMyrtleBeach) May 2, 2018
Could you please make up your fucking mind, you diseased piece of shit?
First, over on Amazon before your replies were deleted (will you ever find an excuse NOT to make it personal, DUMBFUCK? I swear to God, you’re easier to push than a Slinky on a stairway.), it was first Doug and then @mayberryville who “sent false defamatory information about me to @KDSNRadio which caused them to rescind an offered-and-accepted job”
Now, you’re sure it’s @penllyn over on GAB who is responsible.
Tomorrow it will be someone else. And after that you can spend seven billion days accusing every man, woman and child on Earth until at last you circle back to the culprit in your mirror.
Everyone knows you’re complete liar, even your once-and-never employer, and no one sent KDSN anything except maybe an invitation to play seek and find on the Twitterz.
I, on the other hand, am Spartacus.
Due diligence is a bitch for an adjudicated cyberstalker, ain’t it just?
Pro tip: Butthurt is not a tort in Iowa, either. When you’re done researching “detrimental reliance” case law (who am I kidding? You found something you liked at quit reading, like you always do!), try this on for size:
“Is Iowa an ’employment at will’ state, and what does ’employment at will’ mean?”
Then, by all means (Please, oh dear God, please let this happen!) go file LOLSUIT IX – Yeast Infection.
Not to give WJJ Hoge III any advice, but even a foolish old feeb such as himself must realize the treasure trove of potential evidence his blog provides, should anything untoward happen to me. He has no LEGAL grounds to do me harm. Nor would it behoove him to try. #FAIL#LAWFARE
— Bill Schmalfeldt is The Liberal Grouch (@LiberalGrouch18) March 14, 2018
The projection is strong in you, young 8 time FAILSUIT LOSER. You’re gonna take wives, cars and houses! But you can’t even hold on to your own.
I’m still waiting for the cops to pick me up, you loudmouth idiot.
I saw a story recently about a guy with a 9 cm diameter air pocket where his brain is supposed to be – how did you manage to convince them not to identify you?
Maybe I’ll have to plan a little golf getaway to Myrtle Beach next month. any other Zombie duffers want to join me?
Are we up to a hundred “final” warnings yet from the Mendacious Manatee of Myrtle Beach?
Tiresome little twat.
On a related note…for as vociferously as he contests the notion that he does not have PD, in spite of all his self-contradictory statements, I don’t think I’m the only one who has noticed that he hasn’t posted a single mention of the Shrine of the Holy Resting Place of the Ashtray Soulmate, the Blessed Saint Gail of the Clockwork Urn. In point of fact, I don’t think he has ever denied the allegations that he left her behind in the Midwest (and the capricious currents of the Mississippi River) when he went chasing strange down in Dixieland.
So DUMBFUCK…you’re so deeply knowledgeable about the operations of the US Marshals regarding the service of defendants for poopsniffing pauper pro se prosecutors. Do you expect anyone to believe that you didn’t know all this when you LIED UNDER OATH to a North Carolina Judge about NEEDING to find out Sarah Palmer’s current address so you could share it with the U.S. Marshals, when you were actually using that as a transparent pretense to harass her?
Of course by this point, you were really feeling that Monkey Dance groove, because you went off on your own little tangent!
IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE, Dunderfuck! Your attorney filed an appearance on your behalf. A wonderful thing it was! But what's missing? pic.twitter.com/DcKB90oE7N
I’m not a party to this case, regardless of what you think you can or cannot prove, DUMBFUCK. But I am smart enough to understand why Mr. Nettles filed a Notice of Appearance on behalf of ALL NAMED DEFENDANTS before a single summons was returned.
Not that I would tell you. We don’t educate DUMBFUCK monkeys here, no matter how well they dance or how pitifully they beg.
…on your behalf. He entered your appearance in court. Now, let's say you are successful in cowering and hiding from the US Marshals.
“May” be wrong? MAY? So have you sent your friendly little email yet? Did the response from Mr. Nettles, a REGULAR READER of Hogewash! who volunteered his time and talents to defend against your vexatious lawsuit for reasons you will never fathom, PROCEED AS I HAVE FORESEEN?
I suppose we won’t know different unless you publish it…but if I’m right, you never will. And if I’m wrong…you’ll publish because I made you do it! And you know what that means, don’t you?
And what a convenient segue into John Hoge’s TKPOTD! Where he MAKES YOU DANCE SOME MORE!
Hoge is saying Mr. Nettles contacted HIM and VOLUNTEERED to be his pro bono lawyer. I can check that for accuracy, of course. @turkresisting
getting a new driver’s license and a car seven years after giving it up because MUST_BIND_THE_CAPTIVE_NURSE, I mean, PARKINSON’S!!! and then
giving it up again as soon as you curb-rubbed your tires to death, acquired a new, inflatable captive nurse doll-puppet, abandoned the Really Useful Ashtray Soulmate and hauled your fat ass to South Kakalaky because you thought you found a jurisdictional loophole (Guess what? Fatal flaws are still fatal).
…not to mention paying up to $7,000 to file a doomed appeal with the Court of Special Appeals for a lawsuit in which he was SPANKED?
Well after all the dancing you did last night, I certainly don’t expect to see it before close of business in the east. Say, did I congratulate you on your recent move into a shit condo a hundred yards from the ocean RIGHT AS HURRICANE SEASON STARTS?
Perfect DUMBFUCK move. Be sure and get a Sharpie marker and write your SSN on all your extremities so the rescuers can identify your bloated carcass – it’s just the considerate thing to do.
Oh, and because I’m a good guy…for the pain in your monkeydancing, nutshuffling testiclefeet, brought on by yesterday’s copious dance party?