The other day he was boasting that he couldn't fulfill a boyfriend's request for an upload, because he was all tucked up in bed with his IPAD and his "draling" wifey:
The next day? Manic-Depressive Gouda-Faced Vagina-Bearded HANSY PANSY insisted he was in DIRE STRAITS...and a give-away of THE BEACH BOYS might be his farewell:
What happened? We're dealing with a psycho, that's all. He's pulled the I'M DYING game a hundred times over the past 15, 18 years. He's varied it with "my wife fell downstairs" and "i have diverticulitis" and "i have tinnitus and i can no longer bear to listen to music" and on and on.
How interesting that on his zillion blogs, he pulled all the music links (for spite) and announced NO MUSIC until -- either enough wimps feel sorry for him and express their sorrow -- or the childish bastard gets bored and restless and comes back.
Anyone taking bets on how many HOURS before Hansy Pansy adds to one of his BLOGS or soils the shitbox with more sappy Japanese soft music or another Hank Williams discography nobody asked for?
"i will put blogging on hold for a while."
That's like a dumb brat telling Mommy, "I'm running away from home --- for a while." He knows that he's worn out "I'm running away from home" so he's got the excuse added: FOR A WHILE.
Mr. Brainrot will be back within a few hours? A day? He can't EVER stay away longer than that. Too bad.
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