Sunday, July 19, 2015

Tour of the new home of public figure Rick Dyer

Dearest Shit Stain,

It has come to my attention that you are trying to re-spin your failure of a hoax, by creating a new story of "how it actually happened".  What about how it was supposed to happen on that rag of a CD you put out, that people actually paid $129 for?

You also just want the Bigfoot community to not take itself so seriously, what about all those people you drug along on your journey of lies and scamming, do you think they want to have fun with the likes of your scamming ass again?  Has you memory finally been effected by your continued opiate abuse?

Does the term "having fun" mean scamming the gullible or naive as a sport for your own financial gain?

Do you know what sounds "fun" to me, exposing your ass at every turn, until the day comes, when the law catches up with you, or you finally piss someone off in person, that will "clean your clock". What also makes me happy is keeping your creditors aware of your location.  It is fun tracking the world's worst Bigfoot tracker.  Why is it, that you drive around in a green convertible corvette, but live in a home that is only worth half of your car's cost?  You brag about how much money you've made, and if true (and we know it's not) then why the new shit hole? And why not put it in your name?

Remember dispirit, this has nothing to do with harassment, it has to do with a "public figure" your words not mine, who is scamming his way through life at all levels, which include taking money for a disability and having the entire family on government assistance.  

One more question I just have to ask, why did you move back to Valousia County, the county where you arrested for beating on a pregnant Lily?  I guess you are just that stupid.

Don't worry SS, or FF, we know where you live, no one is coming over except for your creditors, and of course the tax authorities.  We won't be posting your address, but we do know everything about it, and we do know who owns it.  I will let the readers know that shit stain lives about 4.5 miles from Daytona Beach.  Maybe the vendor you stiffed at the Bike Show last year would want to know how close you really are.  

New home of public figure Rick Dyer