Wednesday, May 29, 2019
Monday, May 27, 2019
Based On A True Story
I left a comment in response to Mystere's latest post. I guess he did not like it, because he deleted what I wrote. Then, in a comment of his own, wrote "go screw yourself, Dervish". After which he added some additional words. Words I have taken verbatim and placed in the (first) word balloon in the image below.
OMG, that is disgusting, Mystere! Also, too much information. What you and your husband do in the privacy of your own home is nobody's business. Anyway, this commentary by Mystere concerned an inane accusation that I have somehow "gotten various groups such as Whitepages to scrub his records off the web".
In my response I indicated that I was able to get Whitepages to do this because I am a very powerful Judge. I also warned Mystere that, given this fact, it might not be a good idea for him to continue messing with me. Apparently Mystere doesn't care. Even though his Wordpress blogs were suspended after he faked comments from me (on 1 of the 4 Wordpress blogs he lost).
Additionally, I recently discovered that 4 more blogs of his (Blogger blogs, this time) show up as "blog not found" with a message that says "this blog has been removed". When I noticed that I thought Mystere might blame me. Although, so far he hasn't said anything about it. His obsession with letting me (and others) know about his sex life takes precedence, obviously.
Sunday, May 26, 2019
The Ugliness Of Mystere's Black, Hate-Filled Heart
The commentary below (see boxed text) is from the blog of the hater who calls himself Mystere. Mystere (whose real name is Edward Endo) is a fake Christian who thinks God agrees with him that gay people are "vile". For something they have no control over. Men and women falling in love, procreating and popping out kids (as many as possible according to "evangelicals" like the Duggars, contributing to the over population problem) is GREAT according to bigots like Mystere. While two men or two women falling in love and marrying is "vile".
| Mystere: Dervish's Address Records Mysteriously Disappear From The Internet... Nutball Anthony "Dervish" Sanders seems to have gotten various groups such as Whitepages to scrub his records off the web. Antoinette must be quite nervous of getting hir address exposed to others. The Fat Cow keeps mooing that I doxxed hir on my sites and that I hacked hir blog recently. Fatso Antoinette couldn't be further from the truth. The fat cow left a digital breadcrumb that I spotted and used to verify where it parks its bloated fat rotten carcass. One of Dervish's blog sites had a breadcrumb. Before Dervish changed hir profile, it told everyone what city and state it lives in, without telling them what road it lives on. Even when I found out hir address, I NEVER published it on any of my blogs. (Posted by mystere's moonbat slayer club at 12:21 PM on saturday, may 25, 2019). |
"hir", along with "ze" or "xe", are gender neutral pronouns that some transgender or gender non-conforming people use. It depends on how the person chooses to identify. Using any of these pronouns is the CHOICE of the person in question. I was born male and identify as male. I use male pronouns. You have no voice in this decision of MINE, Mystere! None. You cannot force me to identify as "hir".
Mystere began using "hir" to refer to me after reading a comment by the racist bigot Radical Redneck on WYD. Obviously Mystere thinks it's hilarious. But it isn't funny in the least. It is hate. Now, personally, I find "hir" weird. But nobody I know wants to be referred to with a gender neutral pronoun. If I met such a person, however? I'd use the pronouns they preferred.
Mystere would probably not want to have anything to do with such a person. Or he'd make fun of and harass them. Though I doubt he'd have the guts. That is something I can definitely see the Radical Redneck doing. Someone Mystere obviously admires. Although he sucks up to all the trumper bigots on WYD and wants to be a part of their crowd. "I'm a hater just like you" Mystere says (by begging for approval and adopting language they use).
Although all the WYD Magaturds deny their hate. According to Minus FJ, using racial slurs is OK. IF you direct them toward the "bad ones" of a particular race. Which is why (I assume) people like Franco Aragosta and Minus FJ wouldn't call Mystere (a fellow trumper) a "gook". Although I'd wager that using that slur to describe people like Mazie Hirono or Ted Lieu would be "OK". Because being anti-tRump makes you one of the "bad ones".
BTW, I don't know WTF Mystere is talking about re "Dervish's address records mysteriously disappear from the internet". Mystere never found my "address records". He found records for Anthony Sanders (who is not me). Anyway, when Mystere misidentified me as "Anthony Sanders" I Googled for information on him. What I found says he works as a judge in Waverly Tennessee. I was not able to find any home address for Judge Sanders.
I am fairly certain that Judge Anthony Sanders does not live at the address Mystere thinks is mine, however. Barbara Sanders lives there. By herself, I'm guessing (I don't know her although she does live in my vicinity). I have no idea what caused Mystere to think Anthony Sanders lives at that address. I'd guess that Anthony lives in the same city as the one where he works, which is Waverly TN. Also, the residence located at the address where Mystere thinks I live is a trailer home. I doubt someone earning the salary of a judge would live in a trailer home (I know this because I went there and looked. There is no Google street view).
Finally, I'd like to say that, when Mystere writes, "even when I found out hir address, I NEVER published it on any of my blogs"... he lies. He did publish the address he thinks is mine on his blog (it is included in this post).
Which is why I doxxed him. Clearly he is convinced that he doxxed me. Even if the "digital breadcrumb" he incorrectly concluded was a clue to my "true identity and address" - is not what he thinks it is. What he found (a picture of a mailbox with the same "Sanders" on it along with a street address) isn't a picture of MY mailbox.
It is a mailbox I noticed (a few miles from where I actually live). It belongs to someone I don't know who is named Sanders. After Mystere tried to dox me (but failed), I Googled the address and found that "Barbara Sanders" lives there (the name on the mailbox is "B. Sanders", though I did not know what the "B" stood for previously). I did take the picture and place it on one of my blogs (as a part of the header) - implying that it is my mailbox. But, like I said, it isn't. You did not "verify" jack squat, Mystere.
FYI, Mystere, I DID remove the city and state from my Blogger profile. It now says where I live is "none of yer beeswax". A location, interestingly, I share with ONE other Blogger. I do not live in Waverly TN but in another city that is 43.5 miles distant.
Tuesday, May 21, 2019
trumper Magaturd Mystere Fesses Up To His Queer Fixation On Bill Barr
When I describe this fixation of Mystere as "queer", I mean strange. WHY would it "taste like chicken" Mystere? Previously Mystere confessed to probing his anus and licking his finger. He said it tasted like peanut butter. Now he says the anus tastes like chicken? Maybe it's only Bill Barr's anus that tastes like chicken?
In any case, it looks like Anthony Sanders and I are in agreement. That is super disgusting, Mystere! For the record, Anthony Sanders and I are not the same person. Even though the pea brain thinks we are.
Lastly, just because you might be wondering... Mystere says "L'eggs" instead of "legs" because he is referencing "L'eggs" brand pantyhose. Apparently Mystere likes to cross-dress and L'eggs is his favorite brand of pantyhose. This was per another confession from his blog (although the entire blog has since been removed for some reason).
Sunday, May 19, 2019
Mystere Whistles For Minus Man Meat
Minus walked into the bar, thirsty for a cold one after a long flight. To his surprise he saw, sitting there, someone he knew. "Hello, Mystere", Minus said. Shocked to hear the name he used on the internet, Mystere turned. "Who the hell are you?" Mystere demanded. "They call me Minus, but my real fake name is Dash Farmer John", Minus replied. "I know someone who goes by that name, but I have no idea what he looks like" a confused Mystere retorted.
"How is it that you recognize me?" Mystere inquired. "From your picture on the blog of Dervish Sanders" Minus explained. "Oh, right. That asshole" Mystere disgustedly responded. "Nice to meet you, Dash" Mystere said, extending his hand. The two men shook hands. "You want to buy me a beer?". "OK" Minus agreed. "Two beers" Minus barked at the bartender.
Minus sat down on a stool and, after the barkeep placed it in front of him, chugged his beer. "Another" Minus demanded before the bartender could leave. "Coming right up" the bartender replied, drawing another frosty draft from the spigot. "So, you come here often?" Minus inquired. "Only when I want to pick up chicks. So... every day" Mystere said.
Minus looked around. To his consternation he saw no women. "Where the women at?" Minus wondered. "This is a gay bar" the barkeep informed the two. A shocked look appeared on Mystere's face. "I had no idea!" he lied. Scanning the room, Minus noticed several men close dancing. "Ugh" Minus grunted. "Homos. How disgusting".
"Perhaps we should get out of here", Mystere suggested. "You and I, together?" Minus asked. "Sure, why not? I have some imported golden ales back at my place" Mystere answered, hoping the lure of some expensive beers would seal the deal. Was he about to get lucky? "I guess so" Minus agreed. "You have a car? I got here in a taxi".
Soon the two studs were on the highway, zipping along at a high rate of speed, drunk driving in Mystere's vehicle, a pink Chevy he called the Pinkie Toot Toot. "5301 Delong Street in Cypress isn't far from here" Mystere said, referring to his home address. "We should be at my place in no time".
Pulling off the highway, tires squealing, Mystere took several turns, eventually pulling into a driveway. "Well, here we are" Mystere announced. Getting no reply, Mystere turned and noticed that his passenger was fast asleep. Smiling, Mystere grabbed for his passenger's crotch and began rubbing. Minus, still fast asleep, started moaning.
"What the f*ck are you doing!" Minus exclaimed, waking suddenly. "Hey, it's just a joke" an embarrassed Mystere explained. "You're not a homo, are you?" Minus mumbled. "I'm so tired. I think I've got jet lag". "I'm not gay" Mystere protested. "Homosexuality is vile in God's eyes". "One man doing another man up the dumper is vile, I'll agree with you on that" Minus concurred. "I've heard rumors on the internet about you. It is good to confirm that they aren't true".
Still, Minus looked unconvinced. So Mystere decided to tell a lie he'd concocted ahead of time. "My girlfriend, a Hooters waitress, is really into 3-ways. Mostly the 2 girls and one guy variety. But she's been begging me for awhile to participate in a 3-way with another guy. I have to admit that I, when I encountered you in the bar, decided to bring you home as a surprise".
"A Hooters waitress, you say" Minus said, looking intrigued. "I think I may be into that. So long as it's me and her and you only watch". Mystere shook his head yes. "Sure. I like to watch" Mystere quickly agreed. Minus stumbled inside, collapsing into an armchair. "Here is one of the golden ales I promised" Mystere said, removing a brown bottle from a mini-fridge next to the living room couch. "Thanks" Minus said, popping the cap and downing it in one swig. "Delicious. Now, where is that girlfriend? She's got big jugs, yes?".
"The biggest" Mystere assured the highly intoxicated Minus. "Just let me send her a text and she should be right over" Mystere fibbed, pretending to send a text on his phone. "Cool" Minus replied. Then he dozed off. Mystere, grinning broadly, went to his knees and crept up between the unconscious man's legs. "Does your trouser snake want to come out and play?" Mystere inquired of a bulge that grew larger as he rubbed it.
Time passed as Minus slumbered. In his dream a well endowed blonde Hooters girl was orally pleasuring his member. "That feels fantastic!" Minus moaned in ecstasy. Then she began deep throating his man meat and it wasn't long before Minus exploded. At which point Minus woke. Looking down he saw Mystere between his splayed legs. His zipper was open and his weenie was fully exposed.
"Did you just rape me with your mouth!" an angry Minus roared. Mystere swallowed. "No way" Mystere obfuscated, licking his lips. "Then what the f*ck happened?" Minus demanded. "My girlfriend was blowing you, but she suddenly had to poop really bad and ran to the bathroom". "Is that right?". Minus stood and zipped up his pants. "My God, that was the most intense orgasm I have ever experienced".
Minus fell silent. Uncomfortably they waited. "What are we waiting for?" Mystere asked after awhile. "Your girlfriend to return. I'd like another BJ while awake" Minus explained. They waited awhile longer. "What's taking so long?" Minus eventually asked. "I have no idea" Mystere insisted. "Where is the bathroom?" Minus asked. "Right there" Mystere said, pointing to a door across a hallway adjacent to the living room.
Minus knocked on the door. "You coming out of there, babe?" he asked. No reply. He knocked again, this time harder. Then he tried the handle. The door opened. Looking inside Minus saw a sink, a shower and a toilet. But no one was there. "Nobody's in here" Minus concluded. Mystere joined Minus in the bathroom. "I guess she crawled out the window" Mystere said.
"Why the hell would she do that?" Minus said, not believing Mystere's story. "I think it was YOU who blew me" Minus said, poking Mystere in the chest with his finger. Minus found his head was pounding. A consequence of the jet lag and drinking too much, he guessed. Minus lifted the lid of the toilet and barfed. "I should kill you, you disgusting homo" Minus groaned as he went to his knees and barfed again.
"I am NOT a homo", Mystere whined. "Then where is your girlfriend?" Minus said, shouting. he was really angry, but he was also still aroused. That BJ had felt SO good! He grabbed Mystere and forced him to his knees. "If it was your girlfriend who blew me, then a blowjob from you should feel completely different" he said, unzipping his pants and removing Mr. Happy.
Mystere couldn't believe it. This night could not be going better! Before he realized what he was doing, the johnson of Minus slipped between his lips and down his throat. Minus was truly surprised at how fantastic what he was experiencing felt. Which is why he allowed it to continue. Instead of bashing Mystere in the head with his fist and then beating him to death, which is what he imagined he'd do if a gay guy ever tried to rape him.
When it was over, Minus considered what had happened. "I'm not gay either" he said. "If you're not gay and I'm not gay... then obviously what just transpired was not a homosexual encounter". "Absolutely not" Mystere concurred. "WOW! You are really good at that" Minus said eventually. "Now, I think I'm going to call an Uber and get the hell out of here".
Saturday, May 11, 2019
"E" Is For Eproctophilia, Which Is Good Enough For Mystere
Mystere calls himself "Mr. E" on Twitter. While people might think the "E" stands for "Endo" because that is Edward's last name, that would be an incorrect assumption. I mean, why shorten "Endo" (which is 4 letters) to "Mr. E" which is 5 characters (including the period and the space)? Clearly that makes no sense. Obviously the "E" in "Mr. E" stands for Eproctophile, which Mystere is. Someone sexually excited by sniffing farts, that is.
Mystere (a closeted homosexual) is married to the WWE wrestler who goes by the ring name "Rikishi". Obviously Mystere does not have to fantasize about getting Rikishi stinkfaces. Or about then sticking out his tongue and having a "wet lick". Given that he can get a stickface and butthole lick whenever he wants. Although maybe Mystere dreams about Rikishi passing gas in his face when his husband is away from home. I've heard that Rikishi spends many hours on the road due to his profession.
Rikishi, the breadwinner in the relationship, works his tail off to support his shiftless husband. Rikishi is quite angry with his mate due to the fact that Mystere is always frittering away his husband's hard earned money buying stuff online. Mystere's latest addiction is collecting dildos molded from the penises of famous gay porn stars. When Rikishi saw his latest credit card bill he blew his top. Mystere (as a punishment) received a bare-bottomed spanking that left his buttocks a fiery red and quite sore for several days.
By the way, Mystere's admission that he probed his anus with his finger (then licked it) is something he attributes to me. He posted a comment on WYD using a sockpuppet he created using my Blogger handle and avatar. But it was clearly written by him. Probing his anus and licking the finger being something Mystere would clearly do. Although Franco played along, I doubt he was actually fooled by Mystere's juvenile retort (such a comment being right up his alley).
For the record, yes, this blog is now 100 percent about Mystere. All Mystere all the time. In fact, I'm thinking about changing the name of the blog to "Inside Endo's Head AKA Mystere Is A Jackass" (based on the title of a blog Mystere created to express his hatred for Irl Hudnutt).
Finally (for those of you who may be wondering), zero posts that appear on this blog have (or ever will) be published in Out Magazine. Because (for one), Mystere is not "out" but in the closet (as previously noted).
Saturday, May 4, 2019
So, My Google Account Was Hacked... & Yes, It Was That A-Hole Mystere Again!
So, I recently discovered that my post, "My Reaction To Being Doxed By Mystere", was mysteriously missing (deleted). This was a post I authored in response to being doxed by an asshole who goes by the name Mystere.
Now, I did not delete this post, nor did I receive any kind of notification from Blogger that they were removing it for TOS violation reasons. Which, if that was the case, I am positive they would do. Notify me, that is. Because they'd want me to be aware of the problem. And likely warn me not to violate their TOS by "harassing" someone again.
Which is why I'm concluding that my Google account was hacked. After Google purchased Blogger, one password gives a person access to both Google and Blogger. Which means that Mystere, in addition to deleting the post he clearly does not like, could have poked around in my Google email.
And yes, I know the responsible party is Mystere. Due to the gloating comment he recently left me.
| Mystere: Hey Dervy boy? What's up with the fake link you posted? It comes back to this blog, saying the post doesn't exist. What kind of infantile game are you playing, Dervy boy? OH WAIT! Did something happen to a previous post without your knowledge? LOL! LOL! LOL! (5/3/2019 at 8:44am). |
Did something happen to a previous post without my knowledge? Yes, it so happens that something did happen. But what makes Mystere think it happened without my knowledge? At first he feigns ignorance (says I included a "fake link" in my post). Then he gives himself away with a gloat. Mystere is responsible for that post disappearing, there can absolutely be no doubt.
Irl Huddnutt (someone Mystere considers an enemy) thinks Mystere is an idiot. An assessment I agree with completely. All the evidence suggests that Mystere lacks the brainpower to accomplish such a feat (hacking into my account). But that does not mean that Mystere does not know someone who knows how to hack. Which is what I suspect happened. Mystere, an individual of Asian descent, defies the stereotype of Asians being highly intelligent. But a relative or friend who is Asian and knows how to hack? That would be my guess.
Which isn't to say it couldn't be a smart person of some other ethnicity. I'm just making a guess based on the fact that Mystere is Asian (but very stupid). Whoever hacked the account, it is clear that Mystere is behind it. What else would explain 1 Mystere's comment, and 2 the fact that this specific post (which is about Mystere) has been targeted. And, btw, it has been targeted multiple times.
When I first published the commentary I noticed (a few days later) that all the images (of which there were 4) disappeared. What I ended up doing was uploading them again. This time to another site (not Blogger). I did not know what was going on (a glitch, perhaps) and still do not. I do not believe my account was hacked (at the time).
I do know it was hacked this time. Due to Mystere's comment. Also because I went into the Google security settings and found that, in addition to my PC and my tablet, there was one more signed in device.
I access my Google account via my PC (windows/this device) and my tablet (Samsung Galaxy Tab). I do not access Google via any other device, so the 3rd Windows device was definitely not recognized. According to what was displayed, the unknown Windows device last signed into my account on April 21st.
So I went through the steps to secure my account. Which involved turning on two step verification. Hopefully this will prevent Mystere's friend from hacking into my account again. Which Mystere will likely want him (or her) to attempt, given that I restored the offending commentary.
As for my post title (asserting that it was "Mystere Again"), this is a reference to a previous incident involving the hacking of my Gravatar account. Mystere used my account to make fake comments on his WordPress blog. Including one where he has me "confessing" to being married to my dog.
I also enabled 2 step verification to secure my Gravatar account. Obviously I should have done the same in regards to my Google account at the time. Screw you, Mystere! I will not back down nor be intimidated by your continued attacks on my social media accounts. In fact, I think I shall step up the negative posting (exposing you) on my blog.
Lastly, I'd like to address a comment I noticed recently on Lisa's blog. A Mystere comment in which the idiot suggests that the deleted post was removed because I violated Blogger's TOS.
| Mystere: ...Dervish Sanders... is cranky because he got on Google Blogger's radar recently. It seems his dimwitted gay lover Irl Hudnutt's been posting obscene things on Dervish's sites, right Antoinette? Oh wait! That didn't happen. It seems that Dervy's been posting things that violate the terms of service, and that caught the attention of Blogger, right Buttstench Anthony al dervish? Ya know, you seemed to have shot yourself in the foot, Dervy boy... (5/3/2019 at 9:54am). |
Mystere's musings are total rubbish. For the reasons I stated in the first paragraph of this commentary. If I had violated Blogger's TOS and if my violations had come to the attention of Blogger... they would have informed me. Which they DID NOT (and have not). As for violating Blogger's TOS, I can't imagine that hacking into Google would NOT be a violation. I'll have to look into reporting Mystere's infraction and getting him booted from Blogger permanently.
Update 5/7/2019: Found a threat directed at this blog from Mystere on Rusty Shackelford's site (which he does not read). FYI, Mystere... I advise you to leave my blog alone. If you go after WYM and get Google to take it down I will make sure the same happens to Moonbat Slayer.
| Mystere: Hey Rusty? Want to make The Lowly Regarded Imbecile Dervish Sanders cry? I might go after Whoz Yo Mama and get Google to ban it. link |
Because of how Rusty Shackelford set up his comments, there is no way to know on what date the above comment was made. I suspect it was recent, however.
Thursday, May 2, 2019
I Hear The Blogger Butt of Jokes Mystere (A Low IQ trumper) Likes It In The "Endo"
According to Mystere I am gay as well as a pedophile. Even though pedophiles are usually heterosexual males. But Mystere is a bigot who hates gay people. Including himself (he is a closeted homosexual). Mystere also believes he has "followed the digital breadcrumbs" and discovered my "true identity and address".
Mystere attempts to cover up the fact that he is a gay man (something I do not have a problem with) with lies about how "hot" women are attracted to him. He claims his "choice" is a well endowed White woman. As if any hot woman would chose him.
BTW, Mystere... what happened to your efforts to "expose" me? The last post in which you attempted (and failed) at doxing me was awhile ago. Since then... nothing. Even though you created a label and therefore I expected further posts.