Marty's Rhinestone Wet Dream

We're back again with a very brief Moronic Mongoose update. Marty just can't let all that hard work on the "Campbell case" he put in on the couch at Jr's go to waste. He's made no progress trying to weasel his way in with Trudy or Travis Campbell so now it looks as though he's going to try Debbie Campbell next. This was posted by Marty this morning:

Marty seems to have forgotten that Debbie has already told him to go away once. But we all know Elder Dawg isn't going to let something like that get in the way of a celebrity association attempt. I do wonder when Marty became Glen Campbell's personal messenger. Is that included in the Mongoose guardian angel services or is telepathic communication just another superpower possessed by Marty?

I'll wrap this up with this question: Now that it's clear that Marty is targeting yet another member of the Campbell family, will anyone do anything about it? Will Travis and Trudy Campbell continue to let Marty use their names to lie and try to appear to be a family friend? Will Marty haters Rita Clinton and Kelli Mims, who both claim to be close friends with the Campbells, let Marty's next target become a victim? Will any of these people finally step up and call out the Mongoose for being a fraud and liar (my opinion and belief, right Marty?), or just sit by and let him continue to use their name to lie, scam, and swindle? Stay tuned to find out.

Marty Prehn's Hatred Grows

The self-loathing that comes with being a mother-abusing, homeless,

universally hated, thieving, mindless and penniless idiot manifests itself again...

Which can only mean that it's time to indulge ourselves in our favorite guilty pleasure - laughing at the pure stupidity of Marty Prehn!

Karma is a fickle bitch, eh Marty?

Your life sucks and it's not because of Flem, Marlene, Robin, Erica, Guy,

Johnny, Wilson, Sal or anyone else. It's because you're a unique blend of evil

and stupidity that is woefully obvious to everyone who comes in contact with you, be it the clerk who takes your fast-food order, every city council in S/E Michigan or every single celebrity and their offspring that you pester. You're just an annoying, puss-oozing boil on the ass of society.

Anyone who reads here knows that when things go bad for the Mongoose, he always circles back to his old reliable tactic, attack someone. Of course, it's no different this time. We saw this posted by Marty today:

Read aloud with me, CoMmies, Marty's own comment to his post. Bet you have to take a couple of attempts because Marty speaks in a language that is foreign to people of average intelligence. Any psychiatrist would have no problem committing this idiot.

Anyway, as you can see, Marty is once again trying to attack Sean Fleming. The poor dumb ass just isn't smart enough to realize that this comment actually just points out he's a liar. Marty is asking this person to post Fleming's IP address and my question is this: Why does Marty need someone else to post the IP addresses? He's claimed many times to have "captured" Sean's IP address but for some reason he needs someone else to post it. Lie much, Marty? Here is a screen shot from the transcript of Marty and Sean's PPO hearing (you know, the one Marty has been claiming he's going to post for over a year) where Marty testified under oath that he has two IP addresses for Fleming:

This idiot just can't help himself from exposing his own lies. Why don't you post the addresses, asshole? I'll answer that for you, Marty. You're a liar and you don't have any IP addresses. Just one more example of you being completely full of crap. Just like every aspect of your worthless existence.

This leads me to yet another question for Marty. If this person were to post Fleming's IP address, what does that prove? IP addresses only give you the location a person is posting from. Marty has posted Sean's location many times. The only way to prove an IP address of an individual is through records kept by the ISP. Do you even know what that is, Elder Avenger? Are you going to sue them to prove the person posting as Sean Fleming is really... umm, Sean Fleming? Oh, Barry is all over that case - pro bono for my good friend, Marty! You're just too stupid to understand how worthless and laughable your constant IP threats really are. I could easily post Sean's IP address for you and it would do you absolutely no good. Of course, you shouldn't need me to do that based on your perjury, oops, I mean testimony. 

So between the hate-filled posts, Marty continually seeks favor with his new-found "Trumpfriends" and further alienates his few remaining black brethren by endlessly sharing anti-Hillary memes, often adding his own personal Mongoose punditry.  The problem is that he's never funny - not even accidentally. He just continues to make himself look like an ass. It's what he does. He's Marty Prehn.

And it's a beautiful day...

Marty Prehn Hits the Local Media Circuit!

The cycle of the Mongoose begins anew...

Developing story. Stay tuned, CoMmies.

Breaking News: Management Shakeup at MVP Productions!

Ugly Betty Tells Marty to Go to Hell!

Fans, loyal readers, Meroes and CoMmies worldwide!

Thanks for continuing to tune in for our coverage of the worlds dumbest make-believe super hero, Elder Avenger, aka Marty Prehn. 

As Marty continues to drift aimlessly through his fake advocacy without a cause or event to take credit for, it's beginning to look like Elder Dawg has been experiencing some recent financial difficulties. Poor Marty can't seem to get a fundraiser kickstarted to get his few bills paid. Hard times are here again, right Marty? Doesn't look like your MVP partner, Denny, is doing much better with his obligations, either. Jamie always was the brains of that operation, anyway. So the search for a new scam partner is on, with an eye on minority hiring. Al is a natch! Undercover FBI informant brethren, too.

This past week we learned that not only had Marty's phone had been disconnected for a couple of days, the gas at his latest squatting location has been shut off. Everyone that has been within a few feet of Marty knows that having no hot water to shower and wash his clothes with really doesn't change much. Judging from the appearance of his clothes, he doesn't wash them often. And we've all heard about his overpowering smell so taking time away from "working around the clock to save Glen Campbell" for basic hygiene isn't a high priority, anyway. But the disconnection of his phone is probably the worst thing you can do to that idiot. No way to call Flo, lie and threaten on Facebook and such is an absolute nightmare for Marty.

These unpaid bills just provide more proof of Marty's latest scam failures and overall stupidity. We know Marty attacked Linda Fergan's brother, Tom, in the past and now it's come back to bite the Mongoose right in his huge ass. Tom is now in charge at Carquest so you can guess who's hours have taken a drastic cut. It also appears Marty's various undercover assignments with three letter agencies and Sheriff departments aren't paying much. Has the bodyguard business dried up, as well? Veteran escort service, too? There's a joke in there somewhere about him screwing the vets, but I digress.

These service disconnects also highlight the absolute failure of Marty's great dinner. Since the dinner never took place, all the ticket sale money should have been available to pay for at least Marty's precious cell phone bill. The fact he couldn't even get that bill paid on time must mean that tickets weren't "going so fast" after all. Apparently, the dumb ass wasn't able to sell a single ticket. Duh. 

All these financial problems, along with Denny McLain being in the news for more shady business deals, also points out that MVP productions must be floundering as well. Apparently Marty's great non profit LLC isn't generating any money to be siphoned off for Marty or Denny. The only person in that company that's living in the black right now is Jamie. Maybe the other two should join him in collecting bottles and cans. Or getting the shopping carts out of the Kroger parking lot.

Our regular readers all know where this is headed. It's not a matter of if, but when. That's right CoMmies, it's time for a fundraiser. The only questions that I can think of are: What cause will Marty latch onto for an excuse to raise money? What type of fundraiser will it be? A walk? GoFundMe? Big event with high priced tickets? Collection jars on counters at the various liquor stores Marty frequents? Facebook group? The possibilities are endless. The only thing that's "chiseled in stone" is the fact it's coming...

And we'll be there.

Shaken and Stirred Mongoose

After several stark reminders that no one believes, likes or cares to be within 500 feet of him, Marty has again burrowed underground - or "tamped down", as it were. The entire alumni of Marty's high school, his "attorney" Barry and pretty much every black person in Detroit has made it clear - "Go to hell, you lying piece of shit. We've never liked you, anyway!"

Fear not, gentle readers. We're confident that the Mongoose will soon return to his life's mission of being the biggest idiot that ever stole a fistful of Slim Jim's while holding a parking lot press conference.

It's what he does.

Meanwhile, enjoy the break. Your faithful editor is going to meet with investors in our next project, "The Life and Times of Marty Prehn - The Movie", featuring never before seen footage of the Mongoose in action and interviews from some of the most interesting people who have actually had to deal  - and live with - our beloved muse.

Keep those fan letters and tips coming, CoMmies!

Tut