Showing posts with label Curse of the Mongoose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Curse of the Mongoose. Show all posts

Monday, September 18, 2017

Behold the Power of The Curse of the Mongoose!



Never fails. Never ever!

At least a lifelong friendship was made and Joe can now have Marty and his camel toe over for swimming...

This doofus was doomed since February 23;



Seriously, how did he think it would turn out? Nothing, absolutely NOTHING can escape the Curse of the Mongoose. Just ask his son on visitation day at Jackson Prison.

No one, absolutely NO ONE is glad they met Marty Prehn.

"How does he do that?"

How does he not? He's Marty Prehn.

PS: You're not in the clear by a long shot, Fraser. He'll be back. It's that "Terminator from a Future of Stupidity Robots" thing...

"Thanks, Mongoose!"


Friday, September 15, 2017

Ramblers: 42 Mongoose: 7



"STOP THE PRESSES!"

The Fraser Tribunal Restraining Order hearing was conducted yesterday morning. Of course, the worlds biggest idiot was sure to be there because press coverage was a given. Oh, and the spectre of a free meal afterwards to celebrate their anticipated victory.

Although this hearing had absolutely nothing to do with Marty, it was very important to him because.. umm... well, I guess because he's so "Martyish". On the heels of looking like a fool with his great 0-10 predictions on the recall petition outcome, this was Marty's next chance to find something to use against all of his "cyberstalkers and man haters" on the F.A.I.R. Facebook page. He antagonized them all week with his newest mantra and battle cry - "INJUNCTION!" I was actually surprised he could spell and understand a new multisyllabic word like that, although I'm not convinced he really does understand it and then there's spell checking built into even the crappiest of phones these days...

At the end of the hearing the judge announced he would give his decision within 24 hours, but apparently Marty could sense it wasn't going to go his man crush's way. After begging for lunch and gas money to get home, Marty immediately changed the subject on his Facebook page and returned to his go-to bullshit - bring up old, irrelevant stuff and start claiming the Feds are going to investigate. This is the standard Mongoose tactic that we've seen for years. Talk out of your ass about a subject you know nothing about, look foolish after the results are in and your prediction was wrong, then pretend you never mentioned it. Reminds me of hundreds of great events Marty has announced. Non-stop hype until "the time is now/now is the time" then, after nothing happens, never another mention of it.

Of course, our keen readers here at CoM knew what the results of the restraining order would be. As with any court issue Marty decides to attend in support of someone, it was DENIED. We refer to it here as the Curse of the Mongoose



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Marty is such a loser that anything he is allowed to stick his fat head into is destined to fail miserably. It's been happening for years now and I don't see it changing anytime soon. Marty is just toxic and anyone who willfully associates with him is doomed to join him in Loserville. Don't believe me, just ask Ronnie LaForest or the Chism brats. There are others, but you'll have to do your own homework and read this blog.

At this point, the only remaining question is: Will the Joe Nichols gang finally figure out that as long as they are feeding the Mongoose, they have no hope? If Marty is still hanging around when the tribunal starts Monday, they should just resign and go home because the only result can be additional failure and public scorn. Thanks Elder Dawg! Honestly, I'm pretty sure it's already too late to save themselves from the curse. Plenty of people tried to warn Joe about what associating with Marty will cause. Stupid is as stupid does.

As far as the huge idiot Marty Prehn, he's not going anywhere until he knows he's squeezed every last free meal and photo op out of the situation. It doesn't bother him that Thomas LaDuke makes him look foolish on a daily basis. Marty has looked foolish his entire life and he's completely void of anything resembling self-respect. When the sun comes up tomorrow, he'll still be a repulsive dumbass so what difference does it make who's mocking him today? Dealing with Marty is like feeding a stray cat. Even though you stop putting out food, it keeps coming back looking for another handout. Actually, he's more akin to herpes - without the glitz and glamour.

"How does he do that?"

How indeed.


Sunday, August 6, 2017

Dirty Picture Surfaces on Internet - Initiates Recall of Mayor!



"It's Coming, Boy!"

Nothing good ever comes from meeting Marty Prehn - even accidentally. Those dirty clothes would make a maggot puke. Personally, I'd be concerned about body lice just waiting to jump ship to get some fresh air.

It's the Curse of the Mongoose. There's no escape, not even in death.

Like a Terminator from a future of stupidity robots, he just keeps going.

And before someone suggests building a wall around Fraser, he burrows and likes crawling in dirt. You should see what he sleeps on...

Trust us, we are professionals.