DEMENTED HANS DE VENTE : THE FACE OF A MORON

Would you be proud of looking like a MORON? 

Deviant Hans De Vente loves to post pix of his goofy face, with that little boy "Yes, I Did It" expression. 

Watch him SOB to his FAVORITE MUSIC. 90 seconds of HILARITY 

He's loathed in Badhoevedorp and he's despised on the Internet. This makes him smile his creepy smile. He's the brat who says "I'm ba-a-a-a-a-ack." Another blog. Another fake name. More suicide threats and cries of "my links are gone" and more shouts about his latest disease and more call-attention insults and accusations.

You know his pathology. He jealously gets the links of his rivals removed. He writes "better hurry" on his own links. When nobody cares and he does not get NICE COMMENTS he takes his links away. Then he cries "I am a victim, too." Newbies feel sorry for him and get suckered into his sado-masochistic games. They say "He can't be as bad as the say. He's misunderstood."  

Demented Hans Devente plays his neverending coquette tease games of "if you want me to post GOODIES, ask me" and "here is my new blog" and "you must email me for the links this time." Here's a few examples of his many games. He changes his identity, more than he ever changes his smelly clothes. He calls himself border line at one blog and major minor at another):

Who wants his stale crap? Who needs to go through his hoops? Too bad he has no life and won't go away. Under yet another alias (his license plate) he babbles about deletions and accuses someone else of being the deleter:

At least a DOZEN people in this shoutbox fell for his "pity me" stories, and his "i just want to share music" whining.  De Vente sobbed, "you are the only one who understands." But if he posted a file on an artist, and his "friend" decided to be helpful and ALSO post a few files on the same artist: IT ALL GOT DELETED. 

Then ALL of the posts of his "friend" got deleted because De Vente threw a tantrum. Caught at it, De Vente would quickly post and delete a few of his own links and whine "the bots have caught us it is no use." Or, to get NEW friends: 

Anyone foolish and gullible enough to give The Dutch Douche their email address would eventually get spammed. Why? He's crazy. Nothing is good enough. The pattern is always the same: he welcomes his new "friend," gives his new "friend" a lot of "goodies," and then resents his new "friend" for either a) not thanking him constantly or b) not finding something he wanted and sending it to him. As in: "you are in a lot of forms (forums) you can aks (ask) others for what i want. why are you not helping a simple reqest (request)?" Then the spam and the insults and the rest.

Demented Devente, was born in 1946 and he's been BORING ever since. How boring? Here he is, talking to himself, blubbering on and on, hoping for somebody to reply and care: 

A shoutbox is his life! People try to reason with him, and he throws a tantrum like the baby he is. OR he sulks and declares he's leaving (and then returns under yet another name).

WHY in his OLD AGE is he NOT doing more with his life?

Easy answer. He has no life. 15 years ago, when his mother-in-law actually died (he had her dying about five times since), he moaned, “Make use of the time you have left.” He didn’t. He kept right on wrecking forums (and urging people to come to his, which he blow up again and again after making rules and demanding everyone do what he told them to). He kept right on making idiotic blogs full of sick jokes and weird references to surfer boys.

He also wanted to regain his position as BLOGFATHER, and knock off Zinhof and others who were now more famous, only because they just posted their shit and had the sense to shut up.

Demented De Vente, until he finally keels over, will keep trying to ruin Zinhof’s shoutbox, just as he kept reporting Zinhof’s links. The idea is to make Zinhof’s blog a ghost town. If anything, it will ONLY be populated by HIM under various aliases, all praising HIM. He’s done this time and again. One alias asks him for something, he magically has it a moment later, and the two of them compliment each other.

He wants to the “mod” of a silly shoutbox. HE wants to be the one to tell people “NO, I’m not filling your request” or “Yes, I am in a good mood today. Don’t forget to thank me.”

Why isn’t he elsewhere on the Internet? You’ll NEVER see him in Steve Hoffman’s forum or anywhere that involves decent, intelligent DISCUSSION. He doesn’t know how. He only knows to mewl about surfer boys, and tell bad jokes. He is an unpleasant old fool with the mentality of an 8 year-old. He can’t talk about anything in an adult way. He’s too much of a child.

Why isn’t he doing anything in the real world? Because he has no skills. He’s a creep. You know about the life of the party? He’s the DEATH of it. He’s the guy who will come over and bother you with bad jokes. Then he’ll sourly glare and say “Why aren’t you laughing?” He won’t stop till you actually get up and LEAVE. 


Demented Hans De Vente has the worst taste in music and he SOBS about it. Want to see? Here is the CRYING DUTCHMAN, who loves to take selfie-movies of himself. 

The Most POPULAR Video of All Time - NEVER EXPIRES - Hans De Vente Sobbing over his FAVORITE stolen music