Phony Veteran’s Day Story – What’s the Deel?
Veterans Day always seems to have a lot of people coming out of the woodwork. It becomes a marriage of reporters wanting to meet the public’s demand for a feel-good story appropriate for the day and those people that are all too willing to fill that void, even if it isn’t true.
Ronald Deel came forward with a story of being a Marine in Vietnam, claiming to have been a P.O.W. for 183 days, a 2ndLt sniper and wounded three times.
Eastern Shore Marine reflects on combat, captivity in Vietnam
By Mike Detmer | November 11, 2022
EASTON — One Greensboro Marine’s service in Vietnam including combat, injury, capture and rescue.
Ronald Deel was born in Ocean City and joined the Marines in 1967.
He currently lives in Greensboro, where he has resided for 27 years, and handles sales for Coastal Pools in Queenstown.
Deel chose the Marines as a ROTC pre-med student at the University of Maryland.
After training, he was deployed to Pleiku, located in the Central Highlands, as a second lieutenant assigned as a sniper in the secretive Phoenix program.
“I was wounded three times, all at the same time,” Deel recalled, “I set up on a target, squeezed off a round … I was hit three times, and that was the end of it.”
“When I woke up, I had been captured,” Deel said.
Deel’s commanding officer had previously told him and his spotter that unlike the normal practice of not leaving Americans living or dead on the battlefield, there would be no effort to rescue them.
“If we were ever captured, not only would they not be coming after us, but they didn’t know us,” Deel said. “We (the U.S. troops there) had no authority to be doing what we did. We had no dog tags, no identification, no uniform. We were as covert as you could be because of what we did.”
“They didn’t want the American people knowing we did things like that,” he said of the classified nature of their mission.
After capture, Deel was a prisoner of war for 183 days, and he doesn’t remember being freed. “I don’t really remember it, I wasn’t in real good shape,” he said.
“They came, they evaced me out. By the time I knew where I was, I was in Pearl City naval hospital,” Deel said.
After he was stabilized, he was shipped to the hospital in San Diego. After he recovered he was discharged.
Deel said he doesn’t think about the experience much: “I try not to.”
The scars after the war were more than physical.
“For twenty-something years, I carried a gun everywhere I went. I lived in morbid (fear) that somebody was going to grab hold of me and lock me up and abuse me psychologically and physically.”
This was based on his experienced [sic] as a P.O.W.
A research ninja associated with our community stayed on top of this after a few red flags.
CLAIM: Ronald Deel claims to have been a Vietnam POW for 183 days.
FACT: He does not show up on the Official DoD Database (DPAA).
CLAIM: Deel claimed to have joined the Marines in 1967. He claims to have attended ROTC at the University of Maryland as a Pre-Med student. He said he was a 2LT in Vietnam.
FACT: He was born in May 1953. In 1967, he would have been 16 13-14 years old. Doubt he was a Pre-Med student in 1967. Would the Marines have taken him in 1967 as a 16 year old?
CLAIM: He claims he was medically treated at the Pearl City Naval Hospital.
FACT: That hospital does not exist. There is a Pearl City in Hawaii. If he is talking about Pearl Harbor, then why would he say Pearl City?
After contacting the journalist, who was a Marine himself, and shedding some doubt on the story, the ninja informs us that after a confession by Deel, the newspaper retracted the story.
“In the Friday, Nov. 11 edition of the Star Democrat, a story was published concerning a person who had allegedly served in the U.S. armed forces. Upon further investigation and reporting, it was found that the subject of the story, Ronald Deel, fabricated his story of service.”
Well, it played out on Veteran’s Day so some juice got squeezed out of the lemon before they realized the lemon was sour… metaphorically speaking. Kudos to reporter Mike Detmer for the follow-up and retraction. Thank you for your service.
So, it sounds like Deel wasn’t in the Viet of the Nam. I wonder if he was at least a ‘Vietnam Times’ veteran? Think it is a good idea that he should keep wearing the Purple Heart ballcap?
Category: Marine Corps Poser, Purple Heart, Stolen Valor, Valor Vultures, Vietnam
He said he tries not to think about it. But wears the PH hat and agrees to be interviewed, where he thinks about it. What a dick.
Don’t recall seeing “purple heart” in giant letters like that before.
He must have had that done special order.
He is also coming close to wearing those Wrap Around Sunglasses (H/T to our very own beloved Mick).
Man, this guy checks all the boxes…
‘Nam-Check
Marine Sniper-Check
Second Louie Med Student/Doc-Bonus Check
Wounded/Purple Heart-Check
3 Wounds-Bonus, Bonus, Bonus Check
POW (of course)-Check-er-ooney
Phoenix Program-Col Trautman Check
Actual service in USMC-womp, womp, wah…
Big Fuckin’ Douche Nozzle-Check!!!
Turdus Maximus
Steve Balm:
Thank You for sharing this story! 👍👏
The ninja family incorrectly provided this info to TAH Admin:
“FACT: He was born in May 1953. In 1967, he would have been 16 years old…”
The ninja family needs to go back to Elementary School and retake Math 101. Ole Ronald would have been 13-14 years old, not 16 years old in 1967.
We are responsible for that error, not TAH Admin…Mea Culpa! 🙄
13-14 years old. Yep. Ole Ronald Lee Deel was not only a Pre-Med Student in 1967, but also a Marine 2LT who was a Sniper in the secretive Phoenix program. What a Hard Core Dude…😉😎
Mental Illness Is A Terrible Disease.
Drop down and give us 25… and check your math next time. 😉
I wonder if there are any snipers that are officers? I’ve only seen that in the enlisted ranks.
Yes Sir!!!
1…2…3…
Where is Sheldon Cooper when you need him? Not for the pushups…but for the math.
gabn/rtr/hbtd
😆😄🤣😂👍👍👍
gabn/hbtd/rtr
He was the inspiration for Doobie Howser, MG (Meat Gazer).
ninja, ol’ Poe would wager most of us at some time in our service have encountered 2d lieutenants that we could have sworn were 13 or 14 years old… 😜
They let a 2Lt hold a sniper rifle?
I, admittedly, listen to NPR (National Propaganda Radio). This morning they began a story in LA about a homeless vet with three purple hearts … he claimed he was in Iraq.
So I turned the radio off.
Are there *any* post-VN bonafide recipients of the Purple Heart Medal with 2 OLCs?
BS indicator:
I knew several folks with 2 in the 2011 timeframe, to think they didn’t go collect themselves a third would be an affront to statistics.
Some people are doomed to catch the flak. (says the guy with 10s of WAY too close misses)
I have a bullshit alarm inside my head and it goes off on these phony baloneys
Found it:
Any possibility that this statement is true?
I knew a Petitt (pretty sure first name Josh) with HHC 1/21 IN Mortars. If, and thats a big if, it’s the same individual he was a decent dude.
(Not sure if he PCS’ed to us, that’s my only hang up about throwing a flag on the play)
I’ll reach out to see if this is the same guy.
N/m. Pretty sure I found the Joshua Petitt from Cali. TBH, seems like his own worst enemy.
I cannot confirm this is the same guy as mentioned in the article but the ‘tiny home’ thing and general disposition of his outlook smacks of a certain type.
https://www.facebook.com/Loki.j83
IMHO, he spends a lot of time complaining.
Got a buddy (Corps type), still on active duty who received 2 PHs in AFG in a 3 week span. One was a standard IED/TBI (not serious) but the 2nd was the result of an AK round that skipped under his side plates and deflated a lung. He’s a Gunny now and if you talk to him, you’d never know because HE NEVER BRINGS IT UP!
Answers to the name of “Lucky”
https://www.army.mil/article/14678/medic_earns_three_purple_hearts_during_one_deployment_to_iraq
A Fortunate Son
https://dema.az.gov/resources/news/soldier-awarded-three-purple-hearts
Joe Hopper had 8 to with his CMH, but I think he was legally insane by then end of it all.
And don’t forget Billy Waugh, he had 8 also. That crazy bastard was still going to combat zones when he was 71. He would probably go today if he activated his E&E plan from the nursing home where he is allowing them to think they are holding him captive. Every wannabe that ever lived and told a tall tail was actually trying to be Billy Waugh. If there ever was such a thing as the real deal, he was it.
Billy used to come up and talk to the SF warrant officer courses at Fort Bragg. He brought a guy who was a captain out at SOG with him. The former captain, who had some way badass stories himself, said ” Yeah, SOG was super laid back. Even though I was an officer and he was enlisted, he called me Dan and I called him Sergeant Major.”
Joe Hooper.
Wow!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joe_Hooper_(Medal_of_Honor)
Ole Ronald Lee Deel also made this comment in the article
Wonder if any of it is true:
“All my family from clear back to the Civil War has fought for this country, and we’ll continue to do so,” Deel said. “It’s just the way we were raised.”
“Deel’s grandson is in the Coast Guard, and his daughter and son-in-law that recently retired from the Coast Guard. His father was a naval officer on a minesweeper in
World War II, and his three brothers all served, one in the Navy and two in the Coast Guard.”🤔
“Deel’s grandson is in the Coast Guard, and his daughter and son-in-law that recently retired from the Coast Guard.”
Yup. I’ll bet that the kids and the grandson are now just bursting with pride to be known publicly that they are associated with ol’ Ron-bo here.
I wonder how long he’s been regaling his family with these blood-curdling tales of his amazing feats of derring-do.
I guess a Marine being sent to Pleiku was all part of the secrecy.
If the Pleiku tab was not sewn on his faux-red and yellow satin jacket, then he was never there.
I wish I still had my jacket. The last tab I put on it was Camp Geiger. One of my MCT instructors told me NOT to wear the jacket. In his words, it was “beyond boot”.
Re: those red and yellow satin USMC jackets with all of the patches and tabs.
We could always tell when the “Geiger Tigers” were out and about on liberty in Jacksonville when we’d see groups of young Marines walking around out in town and virtually every one of them was wearing one of those jackets.
Very snazzy.
I’ve run into this phenomenon as a VA claims practitioner. The worst was a gal who wore a V Vet hat and swore up and down she was there. I got the claims file to represent her and it was obvious she’d lied. No amount of counseling to get her to retract her assertions succeeded so I dropped my representation. Her story was “Well, they put us on an A/C in Seattle and a day later we landed at Da Nang. We didn’t egress the A/C but they said we were in Vietnam”. Her 214 shows she was in service during the war but only at the very tail end. MOS was Admin weenie. To this day, she still wears the hat and insists she’s a true BOTG Vet. She’s also rated 70% for a major depressive disorder. I’d bet that every one of these folks who claim to be what they are not suffer some psychosis. There’s 31 different flavors of depression disorder. Kinda like Baskin and Robbins, huh? I feel compassion for them. It’s a fig newton of their imagination but obviously they think it’s real.
Name adjusted to protect privacy.
-thebesig
Ole Ronald Lee Deel, the lowest of Military Phonies, i.e claiming Viet Of The Nam POW AND Purple Heart.
What an insult and a slap to the face for the REAL Vietnam POWs and PH recipients to include their families as well as Gold Star Families.
“Think it is a good idea that he should keep wearing the Purple Heart ballcap?” No, I don’t! I do think that we should draw a bead on his ass and cap the lying POS Ronald (The Clown) (Not the Real Deal) Deel with a Deployment of the TAH As(s)teroid of Insults. Nothing more despicable than a POS standing on the bodies and in the blood of Warriors who DID receive the Purple Heart. White Feather would approve this message.
Can I get a SECOND and an AYE? ChipNASA, stand by to bring the dam dam down.
For playing his shenanigans on an article that was published for Veterans’ Day, I hereby give a resounding SEGUNDO!
Ron Deel’ed himself a losing hand and now deserves BOTH BARRELS! Fuhken AYE!!!
KA-BOOM!!!
And gentlemen I’m on this one.
Give me a bit.
Let me know also, please, if there are any others out there in the threads I’ve missed that have a full vote on them and need AoI drops.
I know we have some “pending” and “further discussion” in the threads.
This one is a wrap though. Let me get on it. Be right Back.
Chippy, get yer mind offen OAM an On the FIRE MISSION FIRE MISSION FIRE MISSION! You are CLEARED HOT! BROKEN ARROW!
:saluting:
Well this is interesting.
In November 2019, there was a Ronald Deel from Greensboro, Maryland, who was running for Mayor of Greensboro:
‘Handling of Anton Black Death Investigation Seeps Into Local Election”
https://www.marylandmatters.org/2019/11/01/handling-of-anton-black-death-investigation-seeps-into-local-election/
This part is funny and ironic…”Organic Compost Manufacturing Company”???
Isn’t Compost composed of Manure? 😉😎😂🤣😄😆
“Deel, a 24-year resident of Greensboro and a business development manager at Mid-Atlantic Organic Resource Company, said he thinks town officials owe more to their constituents.”
“Deel said in his line of work at an organic compost manufacturing company..”
He had the makings to get a slot in Pre-Med, and ends up dealing in shit. That sounds like the correct career trajectory.
Well, look at the case of Bernath, completes law school and somehow manages to pass the bar exam only to end up playing with catheters and worrying about exploding coconuts.
There it is…the name of my band! Dan and The Exploding Coconuts! I once had the idea to start a band and name it The Dyslexic Apaches. Unfortunately, someone beat me to the punch and I saw a band with that name playing at a local dive. It’s bad enough that someone else would come up with such an off the wall name for a band, but they SUCKED!
Whenever Hack Stone would see something that would catch his eye, he would write it down in case he ever needed to come up with a band name. Full disclosure, Hack Stone is as musically talented as Daniel Bernath is a skilled pilot. These are some names that Hack wrote down:
Disgruntled Republicans (Daytime Talk Show Topic)
Jerky Navel (Photo at a General Store in California)
International Incident (Every weekend while overseas)
Had a civilian at 1st ELMACO who had a band. His band mates kept getting DUI’s, so they were constantly reforming. Hack suggested Community Service for a band name.
Hack Stone & MustangCPT,
Out recently to see a local live band,
a private hire for a birthday dance party,
and the band’s name is Flight Risk.
I immediately thought, this is Bernathian.
Especially since the birthday dance party
was for someone who had a too close call
with a Phony Navy SEAL.
We should make a big Deel about what this shitbird A-hole did.
Vietnam Draft # 274 – More than likely never served at all.
Yes, it is quite unlikely he was even drafted, since he would not have turned 18 until sometime in 1971. Moreover, even if he enlisted in 1971, by the time he finished training, it would have been 1972 when the US was withdrawing all its troops. By then, there was virtually no ground combat between the remaining units and the NVA. By January, 1973, almost all ground units had been withdrawn, and a ceasefire went into effect.
I believe the last Marine ground forces were out of Vietnam by the end of July 1971.
I was in Da Nang in May, 1971 and my unit assumed the mission and the Area of Operations for the 1st Recon Battalion of the 1st MarDiv., which was standing down to return to Okinawa. By June, 1971 the 196th Infantry Brigade with its three infantry battalions had replaced them.
Around here we refer to it as Viet of The Nam. And don’t have lawyers, we are represented in court by “lawers”.
Ko of the Rea
Afghan of the Stan
I of the Raq, …
I was in Iraqinam or Iraqistan, which is a different locale from Trashcanistan or (if you’re a tool) The ‘stan.
Afwanistan
I break it down further:
Bagh of the Dad
Hel of the Mand
Kan of Da Har
Har har, har de har har🤣
I’ll never forget the two nights
I spent in Sigh of the Gone on
my way to my assignment.
How about the Da of the Nang?
That’s where I ended up.
Firebase Blumenthal.
Dick don’t surf.
He could have with China Beach just outside the gate.
I was in Eir-rock not I-Rack. Most of the guys went to the later. A proud member of the three timers club, but never made it out to the ‘Stan to kill Bin-Laden.
Point of order, Your Hackness. We do differentiate between lawyers and lawers on this site. To wit, rgr769 is a lawyer while the late, unlamented Dan Bernath was a lawer. Please update your notes accordingly.
Daniel Bernath; He never met a man that he didn’t sue.
And sued quite a few he never met!!!
It’s a damn shame that he died before his lawsuit against Barry Manilow for false representation came before a judge. Daniel Bernath discovered that Barry Manilow was not alive forever, he did not write the very first song, and he did not write the song “I Write The Songs”.
At the Copa,
Copacabana…
Although I Can’t Smile Without You — I’m Ready to Take a Chance Again.
With Mandy?
Actually, I am proud to be an ex-lawyer now that I am retired. Tried my last case about four years ago.
You may be retired, but I get the feeling you were not a lawer when you did practice. Unlike Bernath, who went right on shystering until the bitter end.
Never heard of any officer getting sniper training or serving as one. I never heard of any Marine serving in the Phoenix program. All those I am familiar with were Army. Moreover, the CIA’s Phoenix program consisted of the Vietnamese Provincial Reconnaissance Units, which would have no use for a Marine butter bar.
Concur.
I was a career Marine officer, and I’ve never heard of a Marine officer either being trained as a sniper or serving as one.
The only Marine officers that I knew of who had ever qualified as snipers were “Mustangs” who had done so as enlisted Marines prior to getting commissioned.
Let’s break out the well-worn, dog-eared pages of the Official TAH POSer 101 Handbook and compare ol’ Ron-bo’s tales of derring-do against the POSer Checklist contained in Appendix 1 of the Handbook:
So what does ol’ Ron-bo appear to be missing here that’s on the POSer Checklist?
Additional items on the POSer Checklist that Ron-bo may or may not be missing:
You left out the “All Gave Some, Some Gave All” tattoo.
Aaaagh; you’re right.
I also forgot the “Death Before Dishonor” tattoo.
Hack Stone’s tattoo is “Death Before Mess Duty”.
And let us not forget “Some Gave None.”
Those few, those so happy few.
Being in Pleiku you would think Laos or Cam of the Bodia
would play a role in his secret deployment.
Well, Ole Ronald Boy proved the story about 2LTs getting lost during Land Nav considering he stated that he was “evaced” (sic) to “Pearl City” Naval Hospital…
Yep. The Japanese attacked “Pearl City” on 7 December 1941 as well….or was it the Germans?
🤭
He then transferred to the burn center at Wichita Fell. After that, he did his rehabilitation at Colorado Sprung.
Having been station at boof of these place, I laugheded too haearitly at this.
Follow up rehabilitation at Great Lanes, where he learned to pick up the 7/10 split.
When it was all over – liberty out in San Hose.
Lest I not forget a brief stop in Boca Rotten.
Ironically, the bowling alley on Joint Base Anacostia Bolling is not called the Bolling Bowling Alley.
With no sense of irony, Thomas Bolling of Ambassador World Wide will always be called Turd Bolling.
Recently I did a challenging corn maze with my niece and daughter. When my husband asked how we did, I said, “Well, I did better than a 2nd LT!” He laughed and said, “So you got lost but managed to make your objectives.” I grinned and said, “Yup!”
REAL FACT: If we were ever captured, not only would they not be coming after us, but they didn’t know us.
Thank you for your service Mr. Deel. I hope you were able to get all you deserved at Applebees.
And I bet he got a double bellyfull at the Golden Trough on Veterans Day as well!
Indigestion?
You’re far too kind. I’m thinking more along the lines of explosive diarrhea.
The “Phoenix Program” was made famous in Lethal Weapon (1987) for posers.
Nice try, but the VC never wore white in combat, especially after Labor Day. Black jammies were the uniform of the day.
Ronald Deel: “I do it real good, you know.”
Mike Detmer: “Do what?”
Ronald Deel: “When I was a Second Lieutenant, I did a guy in Pleiku from a thousand yards out. It was a rifle shot in high wind. Maybe eight or even ten guys in the world could have made that shot. It’s the only thing I was ever good at. On another occasion I was wounded three times, all at the same time. I set up on a target, squeezed off a round…I was hit three times, and that was the end of it. I was captured and was a prisoner of war for 183 days – but that’s all classified. Well, see ya tomorrow.”
Mike Detmer: “Yeah, see you… Hey Deel! You really like my wife’s cooking?”
Ronald Deel: “No. See you tomorrow.”
(Mike Detmer wrote the original story, so…)
Thats ok, Mel Gibson was only 11 in in 1967 so he would have been an even bigger deel than this old chump.
So I wonder who this “ninja” is associated with your community? I am sure it isn’t me since two years ago I was told my work was not needed on this site regardless of my prior relationship with Jonn. Your ninja spoke with Mike Detmer? If that was the case he would know that Deel admitted he never served in any branch at any time.
We don’t deal in actual names. Keeps people from becoming the focus of someone’s attention.
Site owners did not work this case, but were kept informed of it. As I understand it, many people contributed to the reporter by providing him valuable perspective. Seems it was a case of parallel discovery. Applaud your efforts as well.
We merely reported on it in the spirit of awareness to our community because that is our primary mission.
It’s always a challenge when these cases hit the public eye. The scrutiny is great, especially when it comes from multiple angles.
He was only a POW for 183 days because if he hit one more day, the Commander of the Viet of The Cong Prisoner of The War Camp would have had to fill out his fitness report, and the typewriter was in the repair shop.
Well …. he went from POW TDY status to PCS! More than 180 days.
Just wondering if he was the only POW rescued that day. Probably, because the other POWs did not complete their SHARP training.
I can’t decide which is the best part of this abortion?
This guy needs to spend some time on the couch with David Grossman talking about why he lies about being in combat, the military and working out his sexual frustrations.
May I suggest:
You may not know this, but I’m a pretty big Deel.
What, no Harley? No blinged-out leather vest? No Dog (at least he didn’t include an animal in his con games)? Go big or go home, you buffet-raiding milquetoast blubberneck!
There was a 20 year old Buck SGT that had three with the 10th Mountain Div. He received some$20,000 in TGLI Pay and went Bullshit crazy, and they discharged him PV2. He was also packing a Silver Star. He did get to keep his VA Benefits, even with the meth and Drug discharge.
Deel, or no Deel?
Let’s Make a Deel! *
* Official TAH game show where military phonies dress up in ridiculous POSer Bling-covered costumes and are invited to compete for exciting valuable prizes such as All Points Logistics ballcaps, cases of out-of-date MREs, and used floor buffer pads by trying to convince a rotating panel of Team TAH stalwarts that their outlandish phony claims and bogus tales of derring-do are actually true.
Note: The host of TAH’s “Let’s Make a Deel” game show is still to be determined, pending nominations from the TAH HQ floor.
“Making Up War Stories: The Art of the Deel”
Book is rumored to have a movie with Zach Galifianakis signing on to play the lead. Slim Pickens was first choice… but he’s dead.
Said in your head with Jerry Seinfeld’s voice: And what’s the Deel with Stolen Valor?
The Less-than-Real “Deel” here probably served 183 days in All-Points Logistics immersive field training program.
The agony, the pain, the shame and eventually learning and executing his bullshit claims to fame.
1st with this.
NO DEAL.
Phony Deel also made me think of this,
from the 90s sitcom NewsRadio.
Announcer Bill McNeal (the late Phil Hartman)
deploys some corporate jingle singer tapes.
And this….
DelMarVa peninsula. 35 miles due east
of another Phony Purple Hearts Phony Marine.
BTW,
does Phony Deel also have a Marine uniform and rack o’ medals
in need of a surrender and a burn pile event?
Private Douglas “Chipp” Reid – Bassackwards Phony Marine
IAS | April 28, 2021
https://valorguardians.com/blog/?p=113026
Steve Balm,
Got lucky here,
with a little digging,
I found the most current of Phony Deel’s 3 Books of the Fake.
BONUS – Deel’s Book of the Fake is open for clicks and comments.
Carry on, ye mateys. Harr, harr.
https://www.facebook.com/ron.deel.77
POOF.
Kathy Ann _____,
either a fan of Deel, or in hot pursuit of Deel,
reacted to a reply comment (with a link to VG)
by deleting her comment to Deel.
The other stand alone comment (also with a link to VG) remains.
As for Phony Deel’s page on the Book of the Fake,
let us begin the countdown to POOF.
Cock blocking a phony? My hat’s off to you sir!
Love it! Thanks for smearing this fecal matter for all to smell.
Sock puppet WHEN?!?
Roh-Dog & Martinjmpr,
Glad I found Phony Deel’s Book of the Fake,
and having fun here
keeping an eye on additions & changes.
It appears to be a real name that plopped the VG link comment.
It appears to be a lone sock that left a “Like” click.
BONUS – Phony Deel posted that he got MARRIED in 2018.
$10 (or a Golden Corral breakfast buffet) says
the newest Mrs. Deel believes she married a RAMBO.
Sorry folks if I duplicated.
I got work calls and had to drop off.
OK so, Ron Ron got a bit of a reprieve but it’s Friday and I’m ready to work for the weekend.
GRAB Cheeks butt boy because I hope you’ve prepared for your reaming.
You’re about to get the attention you so richly deserve.
HERE GOES!!!
The As(s)teroid of Insults®™
(aka, “This Ain’t Hell” Thesaurus)
FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!!
TACTICAL NUCLEAR ROUND OUT!!!!
THREE PASS AIRCRAFT BOMB RUN!!!!!
DANGER CLOSE!!!!
MOPP LEVEL 4!!!
TAKE COVER!!!!!
Ronald (You FUCKING ASS CLOWN) Deel (STEAL!) HEY DICKLESS (SUPER Dickless) WONDER, (“Yes, it’s true this man has no dick!” …**HT to Ghostbusters**) We all hope you read this and come back here and try to defend your actions, but, you won’t because, YOU’RE A STRAIGHT UP COWARD, , NOT a fucking POW. now about NOTHING!, vile, flaming piece of skunk shit, ALLEGEDLY, but not confirmed or proven, but in some people’s opinion, works balls, tickles taint and tongue punches hobo’s crusty fart boxes all, I Guess, while being a syphilitic, turd-sucking feces factory, HOLY Baby Ape Shit Breath, spunkknuckle, Bitch-ass Fuckstick guzzler, pile infested, onion-eyed flapmouthed butt-bailiff, “Fowl” mouthed Chicken Fucking Chickenfucker,
, This guy is as useful as a hockey puck dildo, His ground screw is loose, You flaccid piece of tofu, broke taint cocksucker, Simply a fart in life waiting to be fabreezed away, YOU’RE the reason Joe Biden tried to throw himself down the stairs of Air Force One, moral equivalent of pond scum, THIS MOTHERFUCKER IS A WALKING TURD, inflamed, “Towel boy” in a gay bath house, DILLY DILLY!!, Anal ring dome probably left over from bobbing for apples in the porta potty, When he wants to put on some mood music, he has Alexa play Dueling Banjos, Watching this particular dipshit fling his shit story, is almost like watching a pack of dipshits try to fuck a door knob some days, Ambulatory verbal dissembling anus, Fucking one cell spermatozoon with a tiny flagella, gaping giant ass walking fungus shit nugget, Bag of seasoned dog shit, weiner bucket, Cambodian cunt sauce, It takes a special talent to swallow a beach ball without popping it.
he deserves to have his private parts gnawed by angry badgers, Anyone who ever loved you was wrong, bucket of ass chum, Poopy Headed ball working asshole, JERK OFF !, Soup Sandwich, 24K shittyassed prick of a candyass primadonna atomic duodenal weasel, his actions leave us all with a sour taste in our mouths akin to sucking a rotten lemon out of a cat’s butthole. This turd has such a high option of himself that he thinks he shits ice cream, and there aren’t enough spoons to go around for all of us, if your Mom would have known you were going to turn out like this, she’d have prayed for a miscarriage, Diaper-Sniper, you seeping, gangrenous, feces-packed, maggot-infested axe wound, you’re such a pussy, when you get a haircut they charge you for a bikini wax, suck a big diseased gorilla dick and open those ass cheeks for the bull elephant that has been eyeing your lying ass, Poster-child for post birth abortion,
, I hope he chokes to death on the first dick he gets forced to suck in prison , Testicle face, This twat waffle is dumber than a bucket of goat piss, I pray thou shalt be pursued into the mountains by sex-mad baboons, O thou creature of the pit!, If you are married, The only thing your wife wants for Christmas is a folded flag, I hope that this dood bursts into flames the next time he takes a shit, that he suffers the pain and agony consistent with practicing self-immolation and ends up completely destroyed as if he were a victim of spontaneous human combustion, Dick Swallowing Jerk Wad Spooge Sampling cum gobbling parasitic infection bunghole tonguer, Klootviool, Dude–even your balls are made of pussy, should be ass raped and tea-bagged, at the same time, by a Rabid Rhinoceros, I hope you end up in Hell with gasoline soaked boxers, you were the kid that had to sit alone at lunchtime, twinkledick,
you’re the afterbirth that slithered out from your mother’s filth, you have always been picked last, concentrated, triple-distilled retardation, you are a puck shot, catcher’s mitt double dribble field goal miss, you are the trash bag after a barracks/frat house party, What a bag of fetid skunk anuses in the July full noon sun, next to a sewerage treatment facility outside of Newark Airport, New Jersey, And that bag is smoking a cheap cigar that is 50% tire, the Stanley Cup could be your Mom’s dildo, I wish you were an EOD training power point presentation. Not the cool, highly trained bad ass EOD guys, the recipient, He’s more fucked up than a spotted Zebra, shirt-lifter, This guy stepped on his dick so hard it made mine hurt, when your Mom was pregnant with you, the dry cleaner used to charge her double for extra coat hangers. She had bad aim, If this wasn’t so sad, it would be as funny as watching a monkey try to fuck a football,
, I’m surprised he didn’t award himself a Purple Heart for stepping on his dick, it looks like either the Clothing Sales Awards and Decorations aisle threw up on him, OR, a very localized tornado raged through the BX and he was the sole survivor, Anus tonguing shit slurping fuckwitted hemorrhoid munching dick lips wanktoaster, pud-knuckling pus-nuts, you know what?, farting dive bubble cock gobbling Pigfucker, Up yours with knobs on, lientery steatorrhea, sperm burping dickchops, Sloshing bucket of Hippo Diarrhea, short strand DNA ‘tard, a bathroom selfie loser, fake “death stare” makes you look like a semen sucking cum vampire on his way to a flying J truck stop hobo ball sac buffet, Cuntosaurus Rex, Bulbous Bleeding Batrachivorous Butthole Burrito, enjoys being attacked by and being sunk by meat torpedoes, Pudwhack, pillock, Saltimbanco, zounderkite, Minger, Felonious Ass Pirate, get bent like a fucking pretzel,
I mean, what in the roll tide, only has sex with family after Nascar, butt chugging box wine, mushy meth mouth, mountain dew snorting, corn dog anal injecting, only listens to Lynyrd Skynyrd when making cornbread, fuck, is going on, Fucking less worthwhile, hairier, dirtier and uglier than Hillary Clinton’s taint, if this guy even *had* a woman, or any balls, he’d keep them in her purse anyway, failed fido fluffer in doggo pron, even using an entire jar of top quality, organic, gourmet, peanut butter If you started fucking off today and kept fucking off until the sun burns out you still wouldn’t fuck off far enough to fuck off, Fuck you Fucksicle, You’re so fucked up that his imaginary friend took a Restraining Order out against him, This pissant is such a genius of monumental proportions he can skullfuck his own asshole, You man meat munching, spunk bubble blowing butt sponge, The only thing that he is good for is pulling targets on the Hand Grenade Range,
You are a disease, worse than a crotch tick, you puerile, one-handed, slack-jawed, drooling, meatslapper, Boy, you couldn’t lead a fresh turd down the bowl, Thinks that he is in the “dark” secret ops, not realizing that he has his head up his ass, You were born stupid and had a prolapse, In need of an appointment with a brass-knuckles Amateur Dentist, exposure to diseased posers is also known as “the Result of Cyclospora” with * “Symptoms of cyclospora include diarrhea and frequent, sometimes explosive bowel movements, according to the CDC.” I say, I say, That boy’s about as sharp as a sack o’ wet mice, Dear fucking 8 pound 6 ounce baby Jesus on a cement tricycle, banjo eyed, insignificant and inconsequentially ignorant imbecilic idiot, single strand DNA refugee from a blow job, not worthy to lick taint lint off my cats backside, Unable to prevail against his one brained celled activity taking him over, so he types, talks, acts as if a retarded ghost possessed him.
dickwad that can’t make a good seal on Tupperware, Buttcrackiula, tit, Oh, fuck you sideways with a roll of horse liniment coated concertina wire…you sorry, miserable, posing, shit eating goat fucker, You look like the product of an orgy at a family reunion, got-damn cum drop, You’re funnier than a sock full of frogs and tougher than a jar of marshmallow crème, Sharmouta, hey douche bag, I bet your ass is jealous of the shit that comes out of your mouth, sniveling, codpiece licking toilet seat sniffer, as worthless as a Toyota airbag, lying bucket of Chihuahua shit, taintpimple, He was turned down for a position at All Points Logistics because Phil Monkress has doubts about his integrity, Pillow bitin pickle smoocher, meat-gazing walrus fart hamster queef that should have stayed a tittyfuck cumstain in the back seat of an AMC Pacer, Bowl of ass soup, More useless than a Recon Ranger Refrigerator Repairman in Antarctica, Festering fuckwart on a sewer rat’s ass,
I heard you volunteered to go to the Middle East to take on terrorists…dressed as a goat, I believe you to be one of the few, proud pieces of shit that flies won’t fuck on, You’re not the dumbest person on the planet, but you sure better hope he doesn’t die, needle dick bug fucker, wad of fungus on a pile of roach turd, Drongo, Satan even said about you, “Boy is this guy a DICK!, Sparklepony, Toilet weasel, pigshit fungus, grubby little dick-beater, You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john, Connoisseur ,worthless, Vice Admiral of the Narrow Seas, Blows winos behind bus stops for a nickel and gives change, jejeongsin-iya?, whore-hopping fecal wart, Soppspiste Pitbulkukkforhud, stench-ridden, Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; you only gargled, shiftless, monkey-buggerer, petrified shit biscuit, More worthless than rubber lips on a woodpecker or tits on a boar hog, ignoble itching buttcrack,
You’re the reason God created Irritable Bowel Syndrome, moldy bowl of ratshit, would wear Richard Simmons’ used jockstrap as a facemask, lickspittle, useless bag of monkey fuck, dickbutt, rectum circling colon goblin, Asshole casserole, Vafanculo, Someone should take your fake shit and shove it so far up your ass that you’ll never be able to wear a cover correctly, Nut hugger, People like you are the reason God doesn’t talk to us anymore, salad tosser, gonorrheatic urethral cliff diver, smeerlap, fud, cock-sucking piece of shit, overused prison fuckboy, Because it’s a hazard to all mankind and it’s my opinion, the sloot you wiggled out of, the gaping cloaca from which your mother excreted you, should be added to the EPA’s Superfund site, and because it’s highly unlikely it will ever be again, habitable for humanity, should probably be sealed up for all eternity, much like the Agbogbloshie Dumpsite in Accra, Ghana, with Chernobyl coming in a close second,
, tittyfuck cum spatter (Shamelessly stolen and credited, Terminal Lance …https://terminallance.com/2017/02/28/terminal-lance-461-drill-instructor-academy/?fbclid=IwAR36LjF848ATFa879zl5OZ6An7xsUuRL1_-VASzLgdLTI-p5o4g14ylaXE4) and from the Book of Face comments, if I could, I’d shove you back into your mother’s pussy so the doctor can FINISH the abortion, Peter-Puffer, I bet the knobs of all the cocks you’ve ever sucked are shinier than the arse end of a bald eagle in a nose dive!, ncid floor buffer wax spreader, both of your Grandmothers should have had an abortion, just in case, Harebrained duckfucker, I’ve seen bigger wieners on a cocktail plate!, You look like something I’d draw with my left hand, untreated, festering pus pocket, Publisher’s Clearinghouse Sweepstakes sent him a letter saying he never had a chance to win, You’re a grey sprinkle on a rainbow cupcake, you twink, You are more disappointing than an unsalted pretzel, It’s impossible to underestimate you,
Don’t be ashamed of who you are. That’s your parents’ job, oh wait, you *SHOULD* be ashamed too, because, the more the merrier, You are the human version of period cramps, If you’re going to be two-faced, at least make one of them pretty, You are like a cloud. When you disappear, it’s a beautiful day, you thought you’d be nice the other day and you lent a girl an umbrella, so, that makes the total of girls you’ve made wet this year -1, if you were a trophy at the end of my race, I’d walk backwards, you try to present yourself as a knight in shining armor but really, you’re a loser in tinfoil, His charity work consists of going down to the soup kitchen and checking the homeless guys for hernias, if you were ever a teacher, your students would never wear a seatbelt while driving to school, because they’d want to die before ever having to take one of your classes, you’re what Olive Garden is to real Italians,
He has the facial expression of a washed-out panhandler you see at finer Bus Stations everywhere, he looks like Hunter Biden’s stunt double. If he was on Prison Bachelor, he would offer his cellmate his brown rose, you have a chronically, domestically abused, tiny pee pee, this valor poacher thinks he’s so hot and such an intellect, that he gets a semi chub (all that he is able) by his actions and subsequently, is in danger of raising blood blisters on his Third Thumb due to the protracted use of his Special Purpose Magnifying Glass and eyebrow tweezers, You just **HAVE** to have any attention you can get, eh you rabbit fucked, chihuahua, shit-for-brains, don’t you? DON’T YOU?!?!, the only currency he should be dealing with is cigarettes (fags for you Brits) while he’s in the pokey and he is known to be a pack a day smoker of the cock, Sphincter reaper, That ‘stash you may or may not have (if you had one) looks like Goal Post for a Dick….
Blower and boffer of balls, Devil of cock gobbling, Bacha bāzī “boy”, Dildohead, cunt giblets (Thanks ASMDSS), If this goose shit gobbling mongoloid were an MRE, he would be Spaghetti and Dick, is a sack sucking semen slurper, nut nibbling nincompoop, and jizz juicing jackoff. This guy, I mean, this fucking guy right here, is the poster boy for Fetal Alcohol Syndrome as a fucking cross eyed, cock gobbling, 55 gallon drum of cock snot, dumpster fire, Your face makes onions cry, nsumbyeotchkizzmyazzwingwipineffoffanbeholdemyfieldofphuquesyouphuquingphuquer, Mayor Grundle Butter of Scrotumburg and Anusville, waste of oxygen, Grandstanding cunt, prickwrinkler, Holy cupcake munching monkeys, clitwart, cuntscab, his breath smells like he ate a dead man’s underwear, Fuck you, you nutless chickenfuck cocksucking rat-bastard piece of roach shit! Eat a whole fucking ConEx full of dicks!, anal sphincter canyon yodeling phallic squeezer, numbnuts,
malodorous odiferous felonious fido fucker, snowball, You have the kind of creepy ass grin like you like slipping in the shower and falling on dicks, you look like the type of guy that trolls the harsh urban streets for rando destitute, impoverished, tainted, desperate dudes to fuck start your face for you, fuck this dude with a cactus, Coprophagous fop, Gonorrhea breath, swizzle tits, giggling beerflecked canker blossom, how did you survive infancy, rectal rapee, Dude looks like he smells like hot dog water, GonnoSyphaHerpaClapAIDS Patient Zero monkey buggerer, ball-tickling & ball gargling bullshiat artist, R2-Dildo, You suck dick for beer money and you don’t even drink beer, secret squirrel masturbation specialist, hand in your badge, Adolf, you fart repeatedly just to make yourself smell better, spunk-trumpet, Bakrauf, face down ass up weak kneed pillow biter,
maybe this hero could strap a suicide vest to himself, go out in the open desert and make people confetti out of himself, Wait, of all the lucky sperms that came outta your daddy, you’re the one that WON??, This twat is gayer than Liberace skydiving ass first into a canyon of buttplugs, He’s so much of a dickhead he takes Viagra thru a nasal spray, and he’s still limp, How I the fuck do assholes like this sleep at night? With one hand on their tiny dick and the other thumb in their ass, Holy shit, maybe a “buggerer of little boys”, rottencrotched, rump wrangling, colostomy bag curator, A butter knife amongst razor blades, Rusty Trombone Virtuoso, he is the kinda guy who likes meeting up with two strange men so they can sword fight in his mouth, he’s the kind of guy you’d find hanging out around highway rest areas because he’s frequenting the public bathrooms trying to gargle marbles for change, culo de chongo, booger eating fuckbucket, Lemon Party-lusting,
Pissflap, fucknuckles, is about as real as a Civil War Issue polyester blanket, Menstrual quimsquirt, you’re as useful as Anne Frank’s Drum Set, overzealous polyp burglar, poser quim squirt, bed wetting, follows in Victorious Felder’s bovine excrement -filled boots, Weeping Pustule on the Whipworm Shat by a Flea Plucked from the Hairy Anus of a Noble Bilge Rat, I wanna get a running start and drop kick him right in the ‘ol yogurt gun, Fustilarian, Knobgobble, prancing pony penis puffer, Likes to turn his mouth into a day care center with guys baby gravy behind the local truck stop, I hope his rectum is popped so hard, he will achieve liftoff on Mr. Tiny’s launch pad, less popular than a Cheese and Veggie Omelet MRE, You are so full of shit, your ears stink, I hope your wife brings a date to your funeral, butt-pirate, as popular as an SBD fart in church on a packed house Sunday, you should get dorked in the squeakhole with the Barbed Cock of Satan,
, toadstool slime-inhaling dick-drizzling sludge, putrid barrel of fermenting manatee prostatic fluid, prodigious jenkem huffer, He never joined Columbia Record Club because he could not afford a penny, You’re a dirty coffee mug on a Monday morning filled to the brim with steaming frothy panther piss, Asparagus-dick, as fucked up as an opossum eating shit out of a hairbrush, Champion Jailhouse Baloney Pony Rider, You’re dumber than snake mittens, He is so stupid, he buys matinee tickets at a drive in theater, His erectile dysfunction and impotence is so severe that his continual dick-beating of such pointlessness amazes anyone that is so unfortunate as to be acquainted with him, Wooden dildo, assplow, Piss Whistle, moron, Poodle Raper, cunt fart, Prevaricating orally diarrhetic sphincter mouth, lintlicker, Wino sphincter/ballsack coinesseur, Cock Bagel and Dick Doughnut, Stronzo, Pie-Faced Crotch Pheasant, Road apple, Mule muffins, Buffalo bagels, Beaver biscuits,
pony pucks & Pigeon pellets (Shout out to M*A*S*H Col. Potter) (Not Colonel Potter but if he’d have thought about it, he’d have said it. ) one giant pile of Moose marbles, Straight Up Stupid Motherfucker, manpleaser, you are such a disappointment to the human race, I think I’m gonna have to court your slovenly, unhinged, cow of a Mother, in real life, second only to the character Annie Wilkes in Misery, and then hate slam the psychosis right out of her dirt box, such that another chromosomally challenged creature like you never occurs again, this buttmunch needs to eat out the rotten asshole of a road-killed skunk, baby unit, one eyed snake charmer, this is the kinda guy who’s feet swing when he’s on the toilet, People like this make me wanna hatefuck a dumpster, on fire and then give sloppy seconds to a menstruating porcupine, perpetual Turd that just keeps circling the bowl and will never flush,
Shit-Slot Cosmonaut, He is as useful as a fuel gauge on Daniel Bernath’s airplane, Proper Daft Cunt, you thought you had a hair on your dick until it peed, zombies would take one look at you and walk the other direction, Do you know who has more friends and is more popular than you? The Shit Pool at Kandahar Airfield Afghanistan, he has less brains than a bony eared assfish if he thought he would continue to get away with his bullshit, Fair suck of the sav, This motherfucking guy makes my ass itch, is so unimaginably and extraordinarily vapid and mindlessly stupid that he could get lost in an elevator, Meretricious, you’ll never be the man your mother is, Odious Twonk, spaghetti straw-sized personal organ, real boy babies have bigger nuts, putting the squeeze on this nugatory nut nibbler is not worth the juice, there are ants that are smarter than this dorkwad from the bottom of Poontang Pond, he is just a rock with lips rocking the dick head look