Now is the time, the time is now... for Marty to dramatically twist his latest fake event to catch up with the changing scenery in his pathetic life.
As predicted by this blog just a short time ago that Marty's latest fantasy event would inevitably revert back to his once a year hero scam, I'm considering changing the focus of this blog to move into sports betting. However, if I'm using Marty's life as a template, it would only amount to playing the favorite, and there's little challenge in that. The outcome is always a forgone conclusion.
Here is the latest iteration of the farce to be held on June 16th:

There it is friends and neighbors, "I Need A Hero 2016". I didn't include all of Marty's announcement because, frankly, what he's now claiming his dinner will be all about is pointless. We all know there will be no dinner so why bother with his latest batch of lies about it. Today, I'd rather focus on what has already been forgotten about the great Dan Haggerty Memorial Weekend. Trust me, that list is long enough that I'm able to provide enough idiot fodder with this update.
Marty's great Dan weekend was originally scheduled to begin Thursday night June 15th. Marty mentioned a big luau was being held at the hotel that all of the "left coast, Hollywood stars" we're staying at. Then suddenly, after Marty enjoyed Easter Dinner with Dan Haggerty and Robin Williams (yes, Marty claimed he not only talks to dead people, he has dinner with them as well) at a wilderness themed restaurant, the Thursday night event turned into a Dan Haggerty roast. Marty posted pictures of this restaurant and went on about following bear tracks into the woods to find it, despite the fact the restaurant is located in a strip mall in a Detroit suburb. Marty claimed to have a private room reserved that would hold 60 people, plus room for 200 more in the main dinning area. As usual, when the restaurant was called and asked about this big roast they replied with the standard "Marty Who?"

Next up on Marty's great fantasy Dan weekend schedule was the High Chaparral reunion picnic. This event was supposed to take place at "high noon" on Friday June 16th. Marty claimed he was holding a western style round-up picnic at the same location he first waited in line for Dan's autograph then wet himself while getting a picture with him. All of the "Special Agent to the Stars" famous cowboy friends would be there. Marty was even planning a fundraiser to do some repairs to the property so it would be in top notch shape for the incredible event at the now historic site. After the Mongoose couldn't even get a Facebook hello from his famous cowboy friend aka "The Gang", much less any public acknowledgement they were attending, Marty just stopped mentioning it. This event was supposed to be included in the $73 ticket price but, I never saw a price reduction when he just dropped that event from the schedule without another mention of it. Imagine that!
The previous two fantasies were just the lead-in to what was to be the greatest event ever put on by MVP Productions. It would have to be when you consider MVP has yet to produce anything other than Mongoose Facebook droppings. Friday night would be the red/black carpet, academy awards type, star studded, historic Dan Haggerty Memorial Dinner and Dan Haggerty Humanitarian Award presentation! Marty really let his imagination run wild with this delusion. As with all of Marty's dream world events, this one had major corporations sponsoring, was to to be televised nationally, and live streamed worldwide so Marty's international fans would get a chance to witness history. I hear the Mongoose is really popular in Sri Lanka. But that could be related to all of his talk about masturbation and small "ding a dings". Just sayin'.
Harley Davidson, one of the corporate sponsors, was going to have a motorcycle on display because Marty saw a picture on the Internet of Dan riding one. There was even going to be a classic ambulance on display to make a certain Hollywood legend feel at home. And who could forget the veritable Dan Haggerty Gift Shop? Coffee mugs with the Griz on them, and hooded sweat shirts with the photoshopped picture of Marty and Dan that the Mongoose stole from this blog. After Marty saw a Grizzly Adams lunchbox on eBay, he announced he was having some produced to sell at his dinner as well. I guess now that Dan has been dropped from the dinner, I'll be on the lookout for people wearing their Mongoose/Dan hoodie as they walk from the homeless shelter to the soup kitchen so they can have coffee served in a Grizzly Adams mug! Marty is always thinking of others, you know. Good works in action.
Originally, the entertainment for this historic dinner was going to be provided by "legendary Nashville singers" and such. After Marty was exposed as a fake advocate in Tennessee, he hit the bars in the Detroit suburbs and suddenly became the agent for a local Rod Stewart impersonator. Danny D and the Vagabonds were then announced as the musical guest for the gala. I see in the newest dinner version, they are still the scheduled entertainment. I guess the deposit check for the band isn't due yet because once it is, Danny D will be forgotten as well.
As the size of this report grows, I'll just skip over the Saturday Mongoose hijack of the Eastpointe Cruise that he's likely banned from. I guess the celebrity meet and greet tents, along with Marty's church youth group reunion pot luck and the Lakeview High reunion have just been forgotten as well. This entire fiasco has continued to follow the same path that Marty's real life is on. A slow swirl down a half clogged toilet. It's not surprising that Marty needs funds for a new one at the cottage.
I'll close this report by mentioning the latest Mongoose catch phrase. I've seen Marty post an Elder Dawg spin on our very own catchphrase "Marty Who?" Marty has adapted this and now he says:
"Marty Who
Marty Where
Marty WOW!"
I really couldn't agree more with this new line from the idiot. He just forgot the end of the last line in the new catchy quip. Since Marty loves to steal intellectual property from this blog, I'll borrow a little of his.
Marty Who?
Marty Where?
Marty, WOW, YOU'RE A DUMB ASS!