Palmer Psul Wickre and his blood oath (presumably against grammar)

TSO’s Notes for those just now tuning in.

Phil was a phony SEAL who owned a big business. TAH exposed Phil as lying crap weasel. Phil asked his employee Palmer Psul Wickre to go after TAH. Psul went completely off the rails and threatened to kill us. Phil fires Psul. Psul continues being insane. Phil goes dark. After Psul is arrested for threats, he files suit against Phil, claiming he was working deep undercover for Phil for 3 months to take out TAH, and is owed $64,000. Phil wins lawsuit. TAH unilaterally declares ceasefire, because Psul is clearly insane. Psul decides to continue assault, then hires a phony chief petty officer as his lawyer, and joins forces with a phony green beret and a phony pilot to declare a fatwa on TAH. TAH responds with direct quotes, Psul responds with increasingly odd emails.

You wont publish it , it is too truthful about your mob. But I wanted you to get it to know that your tricks and bad words are deflected and useless.

I still intend to keep my blood oaths to you oafs. Nice ring there

Here is the truth about your miscreant, mob and essence. Read it and weep or dont. I still plan to pursue diminshiment of what you hold dear, using your own thoughts and words.

Good Luck, dying wart, and you too, mutton chop, in your shack.

 

Um. What?

“Excellent!

I thought all the posts from my friends on your site hit the mark and you are a laughingstock.

Off mission, abandoned Phil, lost your stolen valor credentials. What warms the cockels of my heart is the image of Seavey sitting up night after night pouring through old tax and court records from 7 to 17 years ago, analyzing, sweating, typing, in that little upstairs bedroom on the right.

Dude, I hate to let you know, but I go to bed around 9:30 every night.  I sure as well don’t sit up at night pouring over old documents.  I get them sent to me, usually pre-cut to put into a post.  Pretty creepy you are checking out my house’s floorplan, but just an FYI, that room to the right is the bathroom.  I shower in there.  You trying to watch me in the shower Psul?

“Off mission” cracked up Jonn and I though.  We were so off mission we posted like 10 Stolen Valor guys last week.

Giving up ALL his time, to parse some old Court record about a civil case or a an old Class B misdemeanor from 2001, and trying to embarrass me. Hey Appalachian, half breeds, blue collars, Hayseeds and Hillbillies. I am absorbing ALL of your free time, at night way from your families or some gainful pursuit, while you fire “dud’ shells to some mark only you can understand.

Um.  What?

20 adults, spending 2-4 hours a night on the Internet, reading, typing, researching some old Court records, probing some long forgotten case from the 1961 where my parents were Appellants (they won) and then publiscizing my well known case against Omni, where we were the Plaintiffs, suing for recovery which we got.

I’m flattered you think I spend 2-4 hours a night probing your activities.  I think you have it confused with Big Bang Theory which I spend 2-4 hours a night watching.  Kaley Cuoco’s far more interesting than your manboobs.

Anyway, thanks for all the attention to detail, it makes me out to be the devil incarnate, while you waste your time, about 30-40 hours a week!

Yeah, no.

Like Charlie VC, I am diverting all your volunteer resource into some long past, that no one reads or cares about.

Rather than chase the new fake Colonel, you are mulling over and writing each other in a circle jerk about declarations of a $5 tie.

It was a $1 tie, $5 suit.  That’s some old money erudite behavior right there.  So different than us blue collar losers.  None of us wear $5 suits.

You will never know the truth about the 2008 bank default strategy, that we piled in on.

On that you are right.  I wouldn’t default on $50k to family members.

Your little Tabloid has made us the posterboys, me, my buddies, etc, for the low brow, “wasteland on the Internet”

Keep plowing your research into me, a civilian contractor, while it destroys your credibility chasing rogue vets.

Did not you learn Vietnam? Your being dissipated into hamlets, trails and villages, while you lose focus.

We lost in Vietnam because of tax records?  (please, dude, your, you’re, yore, all different.)

What is really funny, is there are now about 20-30 hard core ex-vets that type away, read old documents and proclaim some “news item”.

It goes without saying, that rather than have a life or spend family time, you are up on your Dell, probing over some scrip or scrap from all the way back to 150 years ago as to some “info as to my predecessors.”

I don’t own a Dell bro.

Do you really think that ANYONE cares or makes a passing moment on some old story on dead people in my blood line in South Dakota? You are making me famous and Jared, too. We are parlaying your threads in the the foolishness of your entire organization.

Yeah, Jared loves the attention.  You know who didn’t like it?  Fox News, I emailed them last week about their expert.  I also have appeared on that channel, so I sent his actual record to some of the producers.

What comes through loud and clear are two points:

1) Your readership is DEEPLY insecure about their social position and standing. They talk about the paint job on their car, or their meager land, or boat or gun or other property, as if to elevate themselves out of the limited choices they made as the lower tier of society, betting on the military as a career.

Out of uniform, broke, big Harley payments, your readership goes on and on about , ” no I am really a winner”.

Every one knows in my circle that we cant really sue you because as my lawyer says, “20 years as a SFC, leaves you without a pot to piss in.”

We cant get monetary recovery because you are all broke.

Well, not all of us can afford $5 suits.

2) The other major point that comes through is the posters and posers write about their life experiences, the only ruler they have. Over and over, ” I was an lineman, I built construction, I farm, I repair cars, I put up those antenna towers, I go to the shooting range, I talk about females as to slang in genitals, I drive a truck.”

It is all their.

They’re, there, their.  All homonyms, but you should learn which is used where.

You as a group are a blue collar group, that sells your labor as working with your hands. The bottom 5th of society, existing on the Government dole, trying to find relevance on the clothes you wore, and the social signals of a tin, cotton 1″ color died scrap of memory.

Nothing has changed– 150 years ago in the Civil War, the rich got out of the draft by paying your types to risk life and limb $200 to avoid the lottery. You idiots, went off to Chambersburg, Little Rouddtop, Gettysburg, Vicksburg and lost life and limb in a futile war that wasted the country, came to no good end, and 500,000 casulaties under the meat saw of battlefield doctors, sawing off your leg as to a musket ball.

You have not changed. False zeal on the battlefield led to death and dismemberment. You lost life and limb under the bravado of 50,000 men dying in a day.

I think this section here is my favorite.  Honor and glory mean nothing to you, and mean everything to us.

Nice life, Caryy on that fine tradition, by wasting your free time, away from any good social pursuit, following I, the master, studying my tax records.

What imbeciles

Mark thanks for all the documentary evidence. Maybe Mason will sell the rights to the Discovery Channel as to 40 louts stayng up at night scrutinizing my traffic stops in 1997!

Brilliant!

Thanks so much, we have figured out how to make hay off your wasted time, broken lives and sheer envy.

Keep it up.

Psul

Ah yes, well, the envy keeps me warm when I can’t pay my heating bill from spending all my hard-earned cash on $4 suits.

 

 

 

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