Isn’t it just so AMAZING that Bill Schmalfeldt not only claimed in his “Confessions of an Undercover Troll” to have sent himself a tub-o-poop from Slovakia, more than SEVEN YEARS previous he was making one of those lovely little suggestions that really isn’t a suggestion (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) involving the same thing?
Shock. Surprise. Not.
EDIT
In “Confessions of an Undercover Troll” Bill alluded to sending himself a tub-o-poop. He actually confessed to doing so/being privy to sending it in a post on his own blog. Even better.
BILLY SEZ - Adventures in Bill Schmalfeldt's Pretendy Land Internet Courtroom. All Rise! 
And who said that he wasn’t good at forward-thinking?
I wonder if the Diminished Capacity Kid mused about trying to frame people for forgery a decade ago, too?
LikeLiked by 6 people
In the meantime, let’s watch him not talk about the case some more.
LikeLiked by 6 people
Yeah, about that…..
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, and phone, train. I get careless when it’s almost two hours since I left work.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You mean besides everyone with an opinion on the matter? 😉
LikeLiked by 2 people
Incarceration? As in Jail? I’m confused. I thought Man-Tits was an criminal virgin?
LikeLiked by 2 people
Schmalfeldt is claiming on his blog that your post is a lie, but it’s not. He admitted that he is Krendler, and that he sent himself the horse crap.
“Thus, in April 2014, “Paul Krendler” was born. As Paul, I wrote disgusting, filthy works mocking things I had written on Patriot-Ombudsman. Because I was selling hatred, there was no shortage in buyers. Hoge decided to blow a significant portion of his blog earnings on filing a copyright infringement suit, a suit fraught with so many errors that it would have no chance of success. We’d both walk away unscathed. Paul Krendler and Hoge made money hand over fist. And mailing the horse poop? Stroke of genius.”
Since he has also admitted that he keeps a copy of everything he’s written, all he has to do is look it up.
LikeLiked by 5 people
Thank you for the reminder of where it actually occurred, KM. I’ve edited the post appropriately. Somehow it’s even more…. damning that way. lol
LikeLiked by 3 people
And the copyright office will confirm who registered the copyright for the material in question.
Heh.
Home.
LikeLiked by 3 people
Given his obsession with the “butt stuff” I always wondered if he hadn’t sent the horse poop to himself. I am not saying that he necessarily did, just that I would not have been astonished if he had.
Train, phone.
LikeLiked by 2 people
“…one of those lovely little suggestions that really isn’t a suggestion….”
I missed it; a little help, please–and thank you.
LikeLiked by 1 person
The screencap in the OP shows self-humiliating and self-described
Happy My Wife Died woo hooTheMerryWidower had the thought years before sending itself feces. That is, if one believes the lying and loathsome loser’s claim of having sent Slovenian horse manure to itself as “a stroke of genius.” That it was considering such things several years earlier tends to bolster the claim.LikeLiked by 2 people
I’d only read the Gunslinger’s comment; it took me three tries to find the reply written in fine print below. Now it’s obvious what our Zombie mistress meant; thanks, Jane.
LikeLiked by 3 people
Jane, I love your descriptor for The BLOB. It’s evolved a little and now It’s perfect.
LikeLiked by 1 person
LikeLiked by 1 person