Showing posts with label Freeloader. Show all posts
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Sunday, March 16, 2014

Lair of the Mongoose, Part Deux



He can hide from the tax man. He can run from his landlord. He can dodge his creditors. He can set up a PO Box in a different city and disappear from his family.  The Special Agent, however, continues to make tactical mistakes when it comes to his online activities.

After extensive research into IP addresses and cell tower ping info, we have discovered the new Lair of the Mongoose. This top secret location where the Special Agent does his dirty work with Linda Fergan Bowery has been confirmed. 

Our CoMmies used all of the techniques that were learned by monitoring Marty's Facebook post over the last several months. IP addresses gleaned from screenshots of Facebook comments, voice recognition from various blog post, and most importantly the strong urine smell, have revealed Marty's latest hiding spot, after being politely asked to not return to the Eastpointe Library. How many process servers and bill collectors are just dying to get their hands on this location?

This latest lair was just confirmed with a quick drive by of one of our field operatives. There is no hiding the awe inspiring Mongoosemobile parked outside this apartment complex. 



Of course I don't expect Marty to be in this location long. Unlike living in a house, an apartment has neighbors very close that can smell. How long until the complaints about the new roach infestation start? Or people complaining about the uninsured eyesore with the expired registration taking up room in the parking lot? We can only hope the walls aren't so thin that people have to listen to Marty's constant reviewing of the tapes of MVZ masturbating. It's only a matter of time before Marty is forced to move again. 

No matter where you run, Marty, they'll come asking questions again. At least you get to sit in the back of a federally owned vehicle.  I'm sure they'll be thrilled, too.




Friday, December 20, 2013

Living Large: Marty Prehn Style!





How would you like to carelessly spend your days DOING NOTHING BUT EATING?

Forget about work. Forget about giving your son any semblance of guidance. Forget about paying bills, filing income taxes and all those other pesky details of a normal life. A typical day in Marty's life, by following his charges to his mother's bank account, unfolds as follows:

Day One:

Head out to his favorite restaurant called Dimitri's Family Dining and eat a family-sized breakfast and lunch.  Tell stories to owner for hours on end about how he and Ronald Reagan saved the world from the Klingons.

After his meal(s), he gases up the Mongoose Mobile and heads to his next stop: Duke's Liquor Store!

No one should drink on a less than full stomach, so it's a quick stop to pick up a snack at GS Pizza, (before hitting the drive through at Burger King) and it's back to his mother's house in time to watch Ellen DeGeneres and send fan mail.

After getting the voicemail of every Detroit media personality on his T-Mobile Deluxe cellphone, it's time to head out for dinner. Yep. You guessed it. Back to Dimitri's, followed by another visit to GS Pizza and Burger King.

Day Two:

See Day One.

Bank records show that Marty ate at Dimitri's an average of 1 1/2 times a day and as many as FIVE TIMES A DAY!

The records we reviewed are nothing short of amazing. Just a quick overview:

84 visits to Dimitri's
27 visits to Burger King
17 visits to McDonalds
12 visits to GS Pizzaria  

That's not all but I think you get the idea. The fact that Marty could spend this much time eating and still get his job done at the FBI, CIA, and the DOJ is truly an incredible feat. 

We can only assume his evenings are equally disgusting in his mothers bathroom...