Thursday, June 26, 2014

Inside the Lair of the Mongoose: A Glimpse Into the Bowels of Hell

Today is not only a historic day for all of the readers here at CoM but for the entire internet - all 80 billion of them. Never before has the general public had the privilege of seeing the inside of the Lair of the Mongoose. Until now, this hallowed site had been a closely guarded government secret. From the looks of these pictures, that was for the health and well being of the public. 



As you can see, Marty went to great lengths to camouflage the top secret activities that took place here. To the untrained eye, this looks like the inside of a garbage dumpster or perhaps a goat's stomach. Only a brilliant Undercover Special Agent could conceive of this incredible plan to protect his tools for espionage. 



I can only imagine how many starlets were seduced by the Mongoose on this mattress. I doubt most respectable bed bugs would go near that mess. Is this where Marty planned on going when he said "your place or mine" to his seduction targets? Could this be where Linda fell victim to Elder Dawg's charm?  Sounds about right, as she obviously has no self respect or sense of smell.



This could be a very important picture from the Lair. Could that box be Marty's collection of FBI surveillance tapes? One or more of those VHS tapes must be the footage from his months long stake out of an apartment. How many hours of masturbating with stuffed animals are recorded on those tapes? I'm sure by now Marty has worn most of them out watching them over and over and over. Please notice the relatively close proximity to the hand lotion supply discussed below.  We'll report back once we unstick them and borrow a VHS player from the Smithsonian to review.



Of course this was Marty's most important forensic tool while analyzing the MVZ tapes. I shudder at the thought of what he was "shaking not stirring" with that bottle of lotion. Overcompensation comes to mind with a bottle that size...

It has been reported that when remediation of this pig sty began, the smell immediately induced violent vomiting episodes from several people. How could someone as influential and successful as Marty live this way? Is this where he hosted Senators, Attorneys General, Sarah Palin or Bob Seger? My most important question would be: Is this really where the late Mr. Prehn wanted his wife to join him for all of eternity - under all of this Mongoose piss soaked crap? I think we all know the answer to that question.

I'd say these photos are proof positive that MARTY PREHN IS THE MOST DISGUSTING EXCUSE OF A PERSON ON THE PLANET.

If any reader wishes to argue that point, have at it.  We're certified experts on Marty.



Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Inside the Lair of the Mongoose: A CoM Exclusive

 


Hey, CoMmies:

Stay glued to this site for an EXCLUSIVE peek inside the Elder Avenger/Dawg's top secret operations nucleus.  

See the true essence of the man behind the silly hat.

Please do not view on a full stomach...



Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Marty Prehn is a Pathetic Imbecile



"Marty Prehn
1 hr · 
Don't forget to attend the 7:30 Berkley Planning Commission Meeting and let your voices be heard. Next up will be the raid on Primo Frame and Collision for failure to pay state and federal taxes and employee payroll taxes. This will be conducted by the Michigan Treasury Department and the Michigan State Police. Cars will be seized including a silver Mercedes and the business padlocked and closed for business for failing to register as a business in the State of Michigan."
Neighbors fight Vinsetta Garage parking expansion plans in Berkley
Watch the video 
news.yahoo.com


Having had his Facebook privileges reduced to "liking" news articles and adding a comment, Marty continues to amuse us by trying to stay relevant in the Vinsetta Garage Apocalypse, while making idle and less than meaningless threats against the only local people who ever took pity on his fat, sorry ass.

In this latest episode of Evictiongate, Marty again crosses the line in his outright lunacy. With his unending stream of libelous accusations, he's jeopardizing both his job and his massive fortune of four XXXL t-shirts and ratty sport coat.  

He can keep the hat.

Marty: In this blogger's opinion, you have both made yourself the most unpopular person in the Detroit area and, judging by our daily read count, this blog is one of the fastest growing sites dedicated to the mentally unbalanced.

It's a win/win!

How many idiotic threats will he make before he realizes that there is a temporal aspect to them that never come to fruition, much like each and every Elder/Veteran's event?

Pathetic, fat, foul smelling imbecile - and he's all Linda Fergan-Bowery's.

She must be a real piece of work, herself..



Friday, June 20, 2014

Marty Prehn Stacks Deck Against Seniors







The top picture on today's post was taken from the Twitter feed of Mark Hackel. He is at an event called Senior Fun Fest. An event to get seniors out of the house for a little shopping and such. This is a line to sign up for a free raffle. 

The second picture is a zoom in on the line for the raffle. Is that a Mongoose I see? Complete with idiotic Special Agent hat and homeless chic beard? Surely he wouldn't pose as a senior and try to win a raffle for the elderly?

Once again you see how far the Elder Dawg will stoop when it comes to taking advantage of the elderly. Is he just out to snatch freebies from the hands of the seniors there today? Or does he have other motives for posing as an elder? Is he searching for his next scam target? Has it become time to find a replacement for Florence? Is he in need of extra income because Linda has finally grown tired of the constant borrowing of her iPhone & his horrible smell? Stay tuned to CoM because you know we'll bring you the latest Marty stupidity as it happens. 

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Ode To Marty Prehn

(Click on Marty's face...)

http://youtu.be/PNq_DTmVCWs
(Click on Marty's face...)

You are a fluke of the universe. You have no right to be here


Go placidly amid the noise and waste
And remember what comfort there may be in owning a piece thereof
Avoid quiet and passive persons, unless you are in need of sleep
Rotate your tires
Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself
And heed well their advice, even though they be turkeys
Know what to kiss, and when
Consider that two wrongs never make a right, but that three do
Wherever possible, put people on hold
Be comforted that in the face of all aridity and disillusionment
And despite the changing fortunes of time
There is always a big future in computer maintenance


You are a fluke of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back


Remember The Pueblo
Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle, and mutilate
Know yourself
If you need help, call the FBI
Exercise caution in your daily affairs
Especially with those persons closest to you -
That lemon on your left, for instance
Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls
Would scarcely get your feet wet
Fall not in love therefore. It will stick to your face
Gracefully surrender the things of youth: birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan
And let not the sands of time get in your lunch
Hire people with hooks
For a good time, call 606-4311. Ask for Ken
Take heart in the bedeepening gloom
That your dog is finally getting enough cheese
And reflect that whatever fortune may be your lot
It could only be worse in Milwaukee

You are a fluke of the universe
You have no right to be here
And whether you can hear it or not
The universe is laughing behind your back


Therefore, make peace with your god
Whatever you perceive him to be - hairy thunderer, or cosmic muffin
With all its hopes, dreams, promises, and urban renewal
The world continues to deteriorate

Give up!





Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Marty: Does This Look Familiar?






Marty, when you have to use someone's computer for your scams, you really should do a better job of deleting. You sure left some great stuff behind. This is just a tease so you know I have it now. YOU'RE AN IDIOT!

Another Moronic Mongoose Bluff is Called



Today was Marty's big day in court. He promised numerous arrest would be made today. Is Robin currently locked up for a mental evaluation? Has Guy been arrested and now is currently awaiting deportation? I think all the readers here already know the answers to these questions. 

As we all already knew, there were never going to be any arrests. Can anyone, including you Marty, find even one example of someone actually getting arrested after Marty claimed they would? If Marty predicts your pending arrest, rest assured, absolutely nothing is going to happen to you legally. 

Marty's big showdown in court over his "retaliation eviction" turned out to be exactly what it was supposed to be, a pre trial hearing on a domestic violence case. Marty never even got a chance to speak. Maybe that's because he's an alleged victim in a criminal case, not a plaintiff or even a pro se litigant. I've never seen a witness get to "put people on the witness stand" or have them arrested. 

Will Marty ever learn that all the moronic threats he makes just end up making him look even more stupid, if that's even possible. Does he ever stop to think that people actually watch for the results of the idiotic claims he makes that he'll never be able to back up?

To sum up today's big court event, I'll close with this: Robin is still free, Guy isn't going to get that free flight to Italy he was hoping for, Sean Fleming wasn't even mentioned and Marty looked like a homeless bum wearing dirty jeans and a nasty green Tshirt. Marty, my advice to you would be: If you're going to play Perry Mason, you should try to dress the part. Did you try for the judge's sympathy by dressing like an indigent mental patient? Looking forward to hearing when the next arrest will be taking place, dumb ass!



Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Mongoose Mason Predicts Courthouse Arrest



It looks like this week is just getting better and better. We are finally blessed with a new Marty spew, not to mention Marty, AKA Perry Mason, will be putting his vast legal skills on display tomorrow. Good times, people. Good times. 



"This holds true for those that have published the Marty Prehn Chronicles (I wish this idiot would get our name right just once) and were dumb enough to identify themselves (apparently they aren't as dumb as you, you still don't know who I am) by temporarily posting things (you're  paranoid) that showed my room that I rented and the belongings (slop) that were in there including my father's ashes (you mean the picture of your sister holding dad's ashes in Colorado?) that they threatened to flush down the toilet (that's what they should have done with all the other trash you left. Thank God they saved your poor father from the heap) and are not claiming that they gave to my sister. (a picture says a 1000 words) This is breaking and entering and distributing stolen property. (how do you steal abandoned Mongoose droppings?) Time to have the female mastermind of this blog (sorry Marty, but I'm a man-or am I?) served with a pick up order for a mental evaluation (based on this statement alone, you need the evaluation) and have both her and her Italian stallion (isn't that Rocky's nickname? Are you having a movie advisor flashback, Marty?) arrested for being cyber stalkers along with the guy from Madison Heights ( you mean Sean Fleming? I guess you're afraid to say his name now?) who is part of the cyber hacking (what cyber hacking?) that was done while he was an employee for AT&T. Wednesday the 18th will be a VERY interesting day (I'd love to watch you twitching in court while you're not allowed to speak) as they will be arrested right there in the courtroom (so they're getting arrested during your domestic violence victim hearing?) and charged with a Retaliation Eviction as they have stolen my personal property (so they are being charged with retaliation eviction for stealing? I think you're getting the charge wrong Agent Douche bag) and violated my right to privacy and as promised these are felonies (I thought illegal evictions were a civil matter? Guess we will find out the 18th, or not) which will get the Italian Stallion deported back to his hometown in Italy.(you're deporting Rocky to Italy? I thought he was from Philly? That explains why they needed you to teach him how to speak I guess)"



Saturday, June 14, 2014

Shunned by Society, Marty Prehn Seeks Biker Protection



This is the day Marty pretends to be a biker. Can't wait to see how that turn out. 

Sunday, June 8, 2014

God Mocks Marty Prehn




The picture below might be the best one ever posted on this blog. That is the container holding the ashes of Marty's late father, Gehard Prehn. The woman in the picture is his loving daughter, Marlene. As you can see, Marlene is extremely happy to be posing for this picture.



This would have never been possible without the kindness and sensibility of two good hearted individuals. The same people who tried to help Marty with a place to live, a job, and many home cooked meals. The very same good Samaritans Marty now stalks and slanders every time he's near a free WiFi signal or library - his former landlord Guy Moceri and his mother. 

After Marty waddled away from the rented room he had turned into a literal pigsty because he found a new sucker that would let him move in rent free - not to mention his needing to preserve the illusion of fear of the roommate he leveled Domestic Violence charges against - he abandoned everything. Marty never once called the people that had helped him when he was sleeping in the Mongoosemobile to make arrangements to pick up his meager belongings. Being the coward he is, he couldn't get up the courage to call for his things - and for good reason. Later, it was discovered just how shocking this reason was.

In that trash heap Marty left behind, the ashes of his father were found buried under the slop. After waiting for Marty for over sixty days without a single phone call, the landlord was forced to start the cleanup process. That's when they found out just how despicable Marty really could be. What kind of man just leaves his fathers ashes to be thrown away with the garbage they were buried under? All because he wasn't man enough to make a phone call. 

Marty, was your cowardice so overwhelming you couldn't even find the courage to call what was once your friend to save your dad's remains? Is this end result what you really wanted? Was it all worth it in the end?

In most cases, a story like this would have a rather sad ending, as most Mongoose tales do. Thanks to Guy, this story actually has an ending that restored this writer's faith in the goodness of people. After MANY unreturned messages to Marty, Robin (Guy's fiancé) began to search for a family member to turn the ashes over to. Thanks to a Facebook post on another friend's page, Robin found Marlene.

After exchanging a few messages and phone calls, Marlene provided Guy with legal documents proving she was Gerhard's legal spokesperson. Gerhard had given this responsibility to Marlene because he didn't trust Marty to make decisions in the best interest of the family. Of course, Marty showed that dad knew him best.

After being given the green light to claim her father's ashes, Marlene immediately made arraignments to fly to Detroit and hand carry her father home. Unlike Marty, Marlene wasn't going to leave the fate of her father's remains in the hands of strangers or garbage men. After several years of being tormented by Marty, Marlene finally had the last piece to the puzzle that would allow the Prehn family to at last be free from the monster named Marty Prehn. Those ashes were the last thing Marty had left to hold over his siblings' heads. When Marty loses his parents cottage for unpaid taxes, he will have nothing left to link him to the Prehn family history. Maybe he can change his name to Fergan and claim a new set of victims for his greed and hatred.

Now that Gerhard's ashes have been rescued from the ungrateful, greedy, bad seed of this otherwise great family, there can finally be the closure Marty's siblings deserve. Gerhard will finally get his wish to join his loving bride Bernice in a final resting place together, as it should have always been. Marty's reign of terror and hatred towards his family is over at last.

This over due happy ending for the Prehn's would have never happened if not for Guy and Robin. They could have easily chose to just throw everything in Marty's room away just to be rid of him for good, as would be their right when he left with rent unpaid, refused to return phone calls or acknowledge legal notices.  They chose to do what was right instead of what was easy. We all know this act of kindness won't go unpunished because, after all, this is Marty we are talking about. I'm sure these kind people will be attacked for months to come just for doing what Marty should have done years ago. That's why it's important to me to get the truth about this out now. How will Marty justify attacking people who actually helped his fathers final wishes become a reality? Of course Marty will show once again that he doesn't care about anyone other than himself, period. I hope you're paying attention Linda, you are already his next victim and you just refuse to see it.

I'll close this article by saying this: Thank you Guy. It's great to see that there are still good people in this world that are willing to do the right thing despite the risk that they will be attacked for it. Congratulations to Marlene and the other Prehn siblings. I hope this will finally bring you the peace and closure you so deserve. And to Marty: When you attack everyone involved in this story like the spoiled, vindictive, child we know you to be, just remember as you're often quoted: "God will not be mocked".  You see, Marty, God generally promotes good in the world and everyone can serve Him.  In your case, it's serving as a bad example of the human race, leading to the best possible outcome for all involved in your evil, failed plans of terror.



Sunday, June 1, 2014

Marty Prehn: Mongoose Re-Invented


Having failed miserably with his elder advocacy, Marty has discovered his newest area of expertise. Apparently during his Facebook suspension, Marty decided he would become a land use and deed restriction advisor. 

As Marty now continuously posts about how the City of Berkley, MI cannot allow a thriving business to better serve it's customers with better parking, I'm reminded of several things:

Marty can't get a rental agreement in his name. 


He has never bought real property with his own money. 


Lost at least three properties for non payment of mortgage and taxes.  

Evicted recently from renting a 10' x 15' bedroom, but is now a real estate expert.


Wouldn't this be the same thing as a man who abused his elderly mother suddenly becoming an elder advocate? Or his various "fellow veteran" crusades even though he's never served a day in his miserable life in any service? How about parading around with his stupid Secret Agent hat when everyone knows no official agency would have anything to do with him? And let's not forget claiming to be a bodyguard when he's probably the biggest wimp on the planet.

A self proclaimed graduate from BJU, he obviously lacks the spelling and grammar skills of a 10 year old. With his pilot's license, he's qualified to deliver auto parts. In fact, as a candidate for Michiganian of the Year, he's accomplished little more than pissing people off, dodging creditors and landlords and swindling a senile old lady in Minnesota for money.

If we have learned anything from watching Marty, it's that he doesn't do anything unless he's found a financial motive for it. So why is he now acting as a real estate advisor you ask? Because he has now set his sights on a elderly war veteran that is involved in the parking dispute in Berkley, MI. Marty saw an older gentleman with money and in need of advice and suddenly became an expert in the area this man needed advising in. 

The sad part about this is, as usual, Marty is in way over his head in the subject matter. He lacks the basic intelligence needed to get more than a part time remedial job, but thinks he can navigate the laws involved in deed restrictions and city zoning. This would be laughable if there wasn't an elderly victim once again being scammed by the Mongoose. 

We can only wonder what Marty is charging this newest victim for his services. How much has he already scammed from this elder? How deep has Marty worked his way into this man's financial affairs? How long until Marty gets his hands on the deed to this man's house and tricks him into signing it over to the new and improved "Elder Dawg"?