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

Marty Prehn Hijacks Reunion!

Justice 4 Dimitri's aka Feed the Mongoose

Today we'll continue our trip down Marty Prehn's memory lane. As Elder Hawg is hyping up his latest Michigan legislation claims, I though I'd once again point out that Marty was financially wiping out his mother's savings before she was saved from his care. Here is a good example of a week of Marty having access to mom's bank account even though she was no longer living with him. 

"Marty Prehn Everyone needs to share this with their friends and family as if it can happen to the MONGOOSE it can happen to anyone. Like · 2 · Mar 28 2013"

As you can see, Marty was literally eating her out of all her money. Certainly not someone I'd consider elder advocate material.

Witness for the COMPLAINANT: Exhibit "A"

I hope everyone's weekend is off to a good start. Marty's latest childish games have brought us quite a few new West Coast and Nashville readers. Kansas City, too. Thanks, Marty! 

To help these new fans get a better understanding of the imbecile we love to laugh at, I thought I'd revisit some of our past artwork. Who can forget this classic?

That's a letter found in the trash left at the curb - along with other "intellectual property" - outside of the Lair of the Mongoose after eviction. It's from Florence Iverson, a 94 year old veteran that Marty has been bilking for several years. This poor old woman has never even met Marty, yet he counts on her monthly handouts. This is elder abuse, plain and simple. Certainly unbecoming a Special Agent to the Stars!  What a friggin' dirtball.

Stay tuned, CoMmies. Next up; "Linda Speaks!".

Fireworks.

Tuttle

PS: Shout-Out to my favorite twins!

Marty Prehn Reports

From the desk of the Mongoose:

Keep spreading that love, Marty...

Marty Prehn Aspires to a New Failure Pinnacle

Welcome back, loyal readers - and a special welcome to a few new readers from the Los Angeles area. I hope your Marty research has been very informative and has given you a better understanding of the fake advocate and all around complete fraud, Marty Prehn.

As I'm sure you have figured out from the lack Marty updates recently, there hasn't been much going on with Elder Dawg lately. It appeared that Marty was having a hard time getting over his complete failure with his fantasy Mero dinner and awards program. When you add his expulsion from the Eastpointe Cruise committee on the same weekend of his Metro Detroit Dan Haggerty Orgy/Extravaganza flop, reality was once again kicking the Mongoose in his mangina. What Marty really needed was a new drama to insert himself in so he could pretend to be involved with something other than his total failure at being anything other than a worthless loser. Well, rejoice, CoMmies. Marty has found his next adventure and, as with anything involving Marty, the grandiose idiocy is flying! Among a few rambling, long attack posts from Marty, I've selected this one for your requisite trip into the mind of a complete imbecile:

Welcome back, Marty. I sure have missed your complete stupidity and moronic claims. This one small sample is a classic Marty idiocy spew. God, this dumb-ass just doesn't understand how he highlights how delusional and stupid he is with these posts. I'll quickly point out just a few things in this comment because it pretty much speaks for itself.

Marty starts his post by pointing out he has absolutely no involvement with or connection to this story. "To the attorney and law firm..." He doesn't even know who the firm is that he's now working with as their star witness. Shouldn't you contact Kerri Kasem and find out who will be presenting your greatness to the court?

You're a moron, Marty and the Kasem family told you to go to hell and you know it.

The stupidity continues from there. "Feel free to present this video as evidence of my work as a body guard..." So what Marty is saying is; "show the court this YouTube video of me standing around looking like a fool wearing my special agent hat as proof that I'm an expert at something". No certification, no degree, no training, no work history in the subject, not even a handwritten note from Florence - just a video of an idiot. I can just hear the judge now: "A delusional idiot in Detroit thinks you should get a PPO because he managed to scam his way into a video and sell some t-shirts. GRANTED! Next case."

Next, Elder Idiot makes some stupid claim that two women who cut off his Tennessee bill hijack attempt have made death threats against him and Ms Kasem. And, of course, it's all his "cyber stalker's" fault. These women also committed the heinous crime of commenting anonymously on this blog to slander him. That should blow the case wide open, Marty! This is nothing more than dumb-ass Marty trying to find anyone to come after Sean Fleming and this blog because he has no case against either and is powerless to stop us from exposing him for the idiotic fraud he really is. Good luck with this latest attempt, Marty.  You should ask Bill Windsor how that worked out for him.

Marty finishes his comment with his standard claims of racketeering and conspiracy that he's having several government agencies investigate. He claims he can prove a crime was committed when he attends the federal hearing about this matter. Apparently, everyone has committed RICO violations and death threats. Here's an idea, Elder Idiot. Instead of presenting the court with a non-relevant YouTube video you claim validates your importance, provide the actual death threats made to you. Everyone who reads here, including you, knows that will never happen. We all want you to be around longer than Saturday Night Live!

I'll wrap this up by predicting what is coming next. Marty will now start begging for donations to cover his travel to California so he can present his expert opinion to a law firm he doesn't even know the name of. He'll also need hotel, food, new clothe, and a haircut. I sure hope Flo can somehow get the checkbook back that her niece took from her after she found out about the $600 deposit for Marty's dinner. 

Ahh, just one more thing...

Get busy, Marty. You've got huge failure shoes to fill after your last flop at attention!