Big Baby Stephen Franklin Cio Burrell
Mary at POW Network sends us some mail she recently received from Stephen Franklin Cio Burrell who, despite calling himself the fourth most dangerous man in the world, decides he wants to threaten Mary more then he wants to apologize for his misdeeds. After his email to her, he’s been harassing her in phone messages. Big man.
Among his claims, he entered into the public record that he was awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor when he filed a lawsuit (.pdf) against the prison where he got his ass beat, apparently by the third most dangerous man in the world.
Being awarded the MOH was probably kind of difficult since his entire service was 1974-1975 and he was a redleg, not that there’s anything wrong with that – well, unless you write a book about your experiences in Vietnam and you’ve never been anywhere near the place.
But, Stevie-boy, if you want to threaten someone, threaten me. My door is always open to anyone who thinks that I’ll stop calling them names and remove posts about them.
Category: Phony soldiers
Shitbag.
Maybe “Ranger Burrell” should moderate this debate…
He seems to have the qualifications….
On paper anyway.
Maggot.
I had to break the monotony.
A shout out to “Ranger” Burrell.
The 4th weakest sack-o-shit in the NE.
You guys should run a “Holiday Countdown” with this shitbag being #1.
To the music…”on the first day of Christmas, my false love brought to me; a poser stealing from a pear tree.” Or something like that.
Just an idea.
To the music…”on the second day of Christmas, this shitbag mailed a book to me…a tale of stolen valor and debauchery….”
Hopefully autographed, of course. From “The 4th Most Dangerous Man in the World”
Come on boys (and girls), we gotta roll with this!!!
To the music.. “On the third day of Christmas this poser made a inappropriate pass at me, (NO!!), two autographed books and a poser stealing pears from my tree”.
Get in the spirit.
Hey god dang it! Wait just a minute
I am the 4th most dangerous man in the world!…
This POS is trying to steal my title
F*cking poser
Gaaaaaaaad Damit.
To the music…”on the fourth day of Christmas, this fucking prison slimeball poser decided to snitch on me, three bad (possibly gay) passes, to fake books and poser stealing from my pear tree.”
Lets go boys and girls.
To the music…”on the 5th day of Christams, the CIA recruited me, four whimpy snitches, three bad passes, two worthless (plagiarized and fake) books and a poser stealing fruit from my pear tree”.
To the music…”On the sixth day of Christmas, “CIO” committed fraud, five CIA recruitments, four whimpy snitches, three bad passes, two fake books and a poser stealing valor from my family tree”.
To the music…”On the seventh day of Christmas this poser threatened me,six committed frauds, five CIA recruitments, four whimpy snithes, three bad passes, two fake books and a bullshit artist stealing valor from military family.”
Need some help folks. I am running out of ideas.
I do not have an 8th, yet.
Fuck this poser.
“On the 8th day of Christmas guess who contacted meeeeee? The most dangerous men in the world…one…two..and threeeee!”
Sweet.
The only part he left out of his book was the truth….
He worked a job as a bidet. He “filled in” and “cleaned” when the system broke down.
Turd.
No Shit.
No pun intended.
I sent him an email with a link to this so he could follow along.
I recieved another death treat. As usual.
I really hate this guy.
The latest threat:
I have lost, so much there is far little left to lose, directly through you and other’s slanderous and maliciously bulling all the while hiding anonymously behind your keyboards; however, I have spent my savings, went to the well for old favors and have found you and others. So I assure you, to whatever it is you may hold sacred, holy and true, before God I swear, it is not a threat! Know I love to eat and serve my meals cold.
No shit.
Loser.
Well, GT, first off, Merry Christmas.
Second, I haven’t seen anyone ramble like that except (dare I say it?) DWitlessgelding, and since none of it is comprehensible, he’s either stoned out of his mind, or he’s completely crocked on booze. Take your pick.
“Know I love to eat and serve my meals cold.”
Snap! That is a line right out of the old “Most Dangerous Men in the World SOP”
This guy may be credible; or else he has a filched copy of our SOP
I just wished him a Merry Christmas and told him quit posing. And this is what I get?
Really?
What a fucking ballsack.
Robert X Leeds is the 1st Most Dangerous Man in the World
He is 85. As soon as he kicks the bucket I move up.
Time is on my side.
Maybe “Snake Eyes” Jordan or “Billy” Blake also…? Oh, and I forgot Albert John.
Tough competition.
I even asked for an autographed copy of the book.
Lets just say it did not happen.(Additional threats)
Fucking ballsack scrooge.
His book “Weekend with Rita” has been on Amazon since 2002 with no reviews
“Every minute of every hour a boy meets a girl, and a romantic, sexual interlude happens.”
Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #9,421,250 in Books
http://www.amazon.com/Weekend-Rita-S-CIO-Burrell/dp/0595652379
In reading this “masterpiece”, I had the nagging suspicion that “Rita” was really “Rick”.
See for yourself.
But a signed book is a signed book.
The “review”:
STEPHEN CIO BURRELL, has been a writer, entrepreneur, spy and adventurer. His unique combination of talents has created a life thats intense and authentic if not entirely comfortable by most peoples standards. Burrells first book Thieves In The Choir is a biography dealing with and involvement in the Vietnam War and the CIAs domestic spying. Stephen Burrell is currently living in Springfield, Massachusetts. –This text refers to the Paperback edition.
Time to puke.
Extra shitbag.
Also by STEPHEN CIO BURRELL
“Weekend with Rosie and her 5 sisters”
“Every minute of every hour a boy meets a hand, a Victoria’s Secret Catalogue and a romantic, sexual interlude happens.”
@81.
Toss in a little stolen valor and we might have a made for tv movie.
Here you go.
stephen.cio.burrell@live.com
Fucking “Death Threat” poser.
What a wuss.
@84.
I agree.
A very semi-tough guy, sorta, not really.
Latest threat:
“God it is soo good to hear from you. I found you, but I was just going to leave you and your family be. . But you pulled the trigger. Looking forward to seeing you all. Bang bang. :-).
Oh yeah.
Awesomesauce.
Really.
You guys ever get any threats like this from this caliber of a poser?
Curious.
This clown is a turd.
Make sure he rides up to see you on his scooter–sans helmet, of course. Those Massholes are pretty good at being “rebels” on our side of the border–and cracking open their domes doing stupid shit every year at Laconia.
Maggot.
Go figure this shoulda been a blow job lives in the western half of the state. I’m truly ashamed that this deranged freak is wasting oxygen in my beautiful Commonwealth…
@ Green Thumb
I see you made it through the Holiday Season without him smiting you…
Extra Shitbag.
His name should be changed to The “Big Pussy” Stephen Burrell.
How is he contacting you, Green Thumb?
Email.
I asked some questions about his claims. I even saked for a signed copy of his book.
Instead of answers, I get threats.
Maggot.
asked
I really, really hate this assclownsical turd.
I really do.
The latest threat, although not original…
“Tell me where you live and I will come and talk to you; hell I will talk to you and anyone else you want to bring to the party.
OR
You come to me. . .
I live at “138 Main Street, Condo #-15, Westfield, MA, 01085”
You can’t miss me, I am a sixty year old man.
I have a full head of black hair, (yes, “my own hair” my father and both my grandparents died with a full head of hair), and a white beard.
I stand six feet, two inches, med., dark complexion.
I am over weight by 20 plus pounds.
I wear glasses.
I have a slight limp in my left leg from a gunshot wound.
You, and if you have any friends, come pay me a ‘surprised visit’ I love suprises, and if you want you may bring as many ‘toys’ you can carry. I like toys, some go boom, some cut, bring them all. Condrad. . .Condrad Grow a set of balls, stop hiding in the internet and catch me coming out of my condo, or walking to my car, surprise me, lets talk or just play, comon Condrad, show me you can do more than tap on keys on a key board.
Hell I might just reach into my bag of left over favors, and find out where you live and I will come to you.
Otherwise just keep continue to sit on the toliet and reading Soldier of Fortune Magazines, and going to your paint ball battles.”
A replay. As usual.
Turd.
Another good one, repeated of course.
“Yeah, your momma.
Hey, the old woman you are referring to, I understand both her and her husband passed her around and her children are products of incest. But that is none of my business, just public information.
I also under her husband and borther in law has a thing for black dick.
Each to their own.
Naw, forget about coming to see me, I will use up what small favors I have left to me, and I will be coming out to see you and your family, I want to give a special “hello” for all you have done.”
I really hate this clown, but he brings is it.
Turd Pusher.
Rock on!!!
New TAH contest. Provide a caption or thought bubble for T4MDITW’s photo at the top of this page. I’ll start.
Thought bubble above his head: “Hmmm. Now where can I find the fifth most dangerous man in the world? I need to kick someone’s ass.”
Thought bubble: Hmmm…I’m only the 4th most dangerous man in the world? Not good enough. I have to be the 3rd most dangerous…wait…2nd most dangerous…what’s that noise? OH, NO-O-O-O! It’s THEM! How’d they find me?!?! I’m gonna sue someone!! Oh, look! Shiny objects!!!”