The Warped World of Demented Dying Hans Devente

What happens to wood before it rots? It warps. That's Hans DeVente, who will probably have another stroke that will warp him like this: 

He's already so unsightly he has NO FRIENDS OR RELATIVES in the real world. Just a few losers on the Internet who live in dull isolated hovels even worse than a street on DELLAERTLAAN in BADHOEVEDORP. 

Warped, demented DEVENTE continues to lose brain cells. He can't even keep track of all his fake names in a Shoutbox, or all his inane blogs of boring drivel. "10 days! Only 10 days!" Zzzzzzz. Here he is, split-personality nut, pushing more soft limp AOR (he's AN OLD RETARD) but then refusing to post more numbnuts KITARO krap. 

He has anything better to do? That's Demented Devente, the "my way or the highway" creep, the Bad Santa. HE will deny people what they want because he gets into irrational mood swings that drugs can't always prevent.

He has nothing else in his life but giving crappy music to a handful of other dullards, while his wife sits in a catatonic state in a brain dead world of her own. He and his social leper wife? They have no personality. They are boring. They are misfits. They don't go anywhere. Nobody can stand them. They sit in that sterile windmill on Dellaertlaan watching old old old garbage on a computer screen and listening to musical sleeping pills. Then Hans takes REAL sleeping pills which have affected his warped brain. He is rotting from the inside. Any day now....