The Confrontation

"I'm going to kick your ass!" Rikishi shouted as he pursued his quarry. Rational Nation (RN) ran down an alleyway behind the Liberty Mutual building. Suddenly he encountered a dead end.

Turning, he faced the hulking wrestler. Rikishi huffed and puffed as he drew closer.

"I've got you now, you bastard", Rikishi puffed. Sweat was pouring from his brow. "How dare you force me to chase you. Now you will face Rikishi like a man".

"I'm not afraid of you", RN exclaimed. But in reality he was very afraid. That the 400lb wrestler would sit on him, crushing the life out of him.

"You're one of the a-holes who have been tormenting my bro Mystere online for years", Rikishi angrily grunted. "Now you will get what's coming to you".

Doug (of LiMu the emu and Doug fame) emerged from the rear entrance of the Liberty Mutual building. "Is there a problem, gentlemen?" Doug inquired.

"Wow, it's the actual Doug from the LiMu the Emu and Doug commercials", Rikishi said, surprised. "My bro Mystere is a huge fan. Is it possible I could get an autographed pic?"

"No, sorry, I don't give autographs", Doug replied.

"Why you...", Rikishi sputtered. "I'm a famous wrestler. You should be asking for my autograph".

Doug looked incredulous. "You look like a fat turd to me, not a professional athlete. Now you two need to clear out of here before I call security".

"Call security on the great Rikishi! I'll have to kick your ass. Just as soon as I finish kicking the registered nurse's ass", Rikishi roared.

Then he noticed that RN was trying to slip away unnoticed. "Oh no, you don't!" Rikishi yelled, pounding his fist into his open palm. "You haven't received your beat down yet, registered nurse!"

Suddenly Rikishi lunged, punching the air. But RN was too fast for him and dodged the blow (why the wrestler punched the air and not RN).

RN was about to get away when Rikishi grabbed hold of RN's clothing. "I've got you by your yellow shirt, you piece of crap", Rikishi yelled, spittle flying from his lips.

RN's shirt tore off, revealing a muscled and ripped physique. Rikishi flung RN against a wall as the shirt ripped.

"Someone works out", Rikishi noted, suddenly just a little worried. "No matter, nobody is a match for the great Rikishi, regardless of how shredded they may be".

Doug, intrigued by what was transpiring, decided to watch what happened instead of calling security.

RN was shaken, but recovered before Rikishi could get the upper hand. The wrestler swung and missed again. RN took the opportunity to launch his counterattack. RN flexed his bulging biceps, then swung, landing a powerful punch right to the hulking wrestler's midsection.

"Ooof!" the wrestler exclaimed, a fetid breath escaping his lips. But RN's fist sunk deep into the wrestler's blubber and didn't seem to do much damage.

"Ha ha ha", Rikishi grunted. "That didn't hurt much. Now I'm going to break your arm in half", the wrestler shouted, grabbing RN by the wrist. It felt like Rikishi was going to tear his arm off.

RN screamed in agony as he attempted to free himself from the wrestler's grip. Fortunately for him he was able to pull free from Rikishi's sweaty hands. RN stumbled backward.

"Now I'm going to sit on you", Rikishi threatened. Rikishi was known for his signature move, the stinkface. RN knew this, having been threatened with one by Rikishi's bro, Mystere, in multiple online interactions.

RN was truly worried, knowing he absolutely did not want to fall victim to the stinkface. He wrist hurt like hell, so he wasn't sure how he could continue defending himself.

Rikishi laughed again. "Soon you will taste my farts", the wrestler warned, advancing.

Just then Mystere appeared. His face was beet red and he was breathing heavily. "That's him, just like I said", Mystere wheezed. "Get him!"

"I'm going to kick your tubby husband's ass, then I'm going to kick your ass", RN asserted. Even though he was thinking he would be fortunate to escape without receiving a deadly stinkface.

"Stinkface! stinkface! stinkface!" Mystere chanted, a wide smile spreading across his face.

Then he noticed an enormous, dripping brown wet spot on the rear of Rikishi's trousers. Seeing Mystere looking at his ample behind, Rikishi explained, "I lost control of my bowels and shat myself when this freak sucker-punched me".

This revelation elicited an uproarious laugh.

"Who dares laugh at my bro?" Mystere demanded. When he saw it was Doug (of LiMu the emu and Doug fame), he was flabbergasted.

"Doug, I'm your biggliest fan", Mystere gushed. "Is LiMu around?"

"No, stupid", Doug replied. "LiMu is mostly CGI".

"How rude", Mystere thought. He never imagined that if he encountered one of his heroes the guy would be a total jackass.

"You kick RN's ass and I'll kick Doug's ass", Mystere announced.

"Just try it punk", Doug countered.

Mystere sprung into action, punching the air wildly. Quickly he lost his balance and fell on his posterior. "Ow, my tailbone!" Mystere shrieked.

Doug, who had been ready to pound Mystere, laughed instead.

Tears streamed down Mystere's face, causing his mascara to run.

"He's trying to get away", Mystere blubbered, pointing down the alley to where RN was in the process of climbing the chain-link fence blocking the other end of the alley.

"Oh no, you don't!" Rikishi roared. The wrestler walked to the fence and grabbed at RN's legs. However, instead of pulling him off the fence, Rikishi received a powerful kick to the face.

"Eat steel-toed boot, shithead", RN yelled.

Blood spurted from Rikishi's nose. "Ahhh!" he screamed. "I'm going to kill you now!"

But RN was over the fence already. Landing on the other side he turned and gave Rikishi the finger. Then he sprinted away.

Blood continued to gush from the wrestler's smashed snout.

"That's a hate crime", Mystere shouted, clenching his fist and shaking it at the fleeing RN (who disappeared around a corner).

"I'm calling the cops", Mystere said, taking out his cell phone.

"No", Rikishi commanded. "I'm going to murder that guy". He whispered so Doug wouldn't hear.

"Hey, you can get the hell out of here now", Doug remarked. Rikishi rose from his knees.

"You stink", Doug noted as an odor of feces hit his nostrils. He retreated back into the Liberty Mutual building, closing the door behind him. "I'm calling security now", Doug said from behind the door.

This hilarious story was authored by the pro-Biden Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wym-250. TF-16.

Accused Sick Puppy Peddler Arrested On Felony Charges After Years Of FOX 11 Investigations

As revealed in my prior commentary, Mystere was recently arrested for farting. I admit later in that post, however, that it was Sean Sykes of Kansas City Missouri who ripped a loud fart, forcing the police officer to flee the interrogation room. It turns out, however, that the exact same thing happened to Mystere. Coincidentally. Something I didn't know at the time. Clearly I am a surprisingly prescient prognosticator.

Anyway, unlike Sean Sykes, who was picked up for being caught with a backpack full of drugs and a gun, Mystere was brought in for questioning in regards to puppy porn0graphy he was selling on the street. Homemade DVDs in which the sick freak boinks male dogs in the bu+t. The charges Mystere faces include animal abuse. That is in addition to the assault charge for flatulence that almost caused a police officer to pass out. After which he may have hit his head and suffered a concussion. So we're talking about something that is really serious.

Apparently Mystere belongs to a group of puppy ped0philes who call themselves The Cleveland F*ckers. I read about this on Mystere's blog of the same name. I think Mystere admits to his sick perversions because he, instead of being embarrassed for being caught participating in animal rape, is actually proud.

btw, when I say I "read" about this on Mystere's blog, what I mean is that I read the title of a post on his blog. The "post" (such as it is) is completely devoid of content. Except for a link which I didn't follow. Instead I, given the lack of content in the post by Mystere, decided to make an educated guess as to what Mystere was trying to tell his readers.

Approximately 11 months ago I found an alarming commentary on Mystere's "Moonbat Spanker" blog. In this post Mystere relates a tale in which a "good friend" invited him over to watch some be@stality videos. What happened (I'm guessing) is that Mystere went from watching videos others made to "starring" in his own videos.

This despite the fact that (as he related in the post on his blog) the police were investigating. I don't know what took them so long. He should have been arrested a long time ago. But just watching beastality videos (while sick and perverted) is shockingly not illegal. Unlike watching or simply possessing child p0rn. If you're into child p0rn the cops will arrest you quick and send you to prison for a long time.

Beastality videos, not so much. So long as you're only watching. Mystere crossed the line into animal abuse when he started filming himself. Although I think it was probably another member of the "Cleveland F*ckers" who filmed him. Hopefully Mystere won't be offered immunity for flipping on his co-conspirators. I imagine the cops (due to the farting incident) aren't inclined to cut Mystere any slack.

Mystere's husband Rikishi better hire a good lawyer if he hopes to keep his mate out of prison. Still Mystere likely won't get much time, given the fact that animal sexual abuse isn't a crime nearly as serious as child sexual abuse. Maybe it should be. But luckily for Mystere it isn't.

I don't know why the story that Mystere links to on his blog says that Fox 11 investigated for years. My understanding is that the investigation took a little less than a year. But now Mystere must answer for his crimes. And he continued sexually abusing dogs (and filming it) all that time (I assume). It really is a travesty that the cops didn't stop him sooner. In my opinion.

Post authored by the anti-tRump, anti-Mystere Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wym121.

Mystere Arrested For Farting. Charged With Assaulting A Police Officer

According to a news story I read recently, "Mystere" (aka ed T. end0 of 53O1 Del0ng Street in CypЯess CA) was recently brought in for questioning. When the police officer asked where he lived, end0 ripped a loud fart. Then he continued passing gas, forcing the officer to flee the interrogation room or risk passing out due to the noxious fumes.

Allowing some time for the smell to dissipate, the officer returned to the room and placed End0 in handcuffs. The charge (I presume) was assaulting a police officer.


Hard to believe, you say? Well check it out yourself. Below I've copied and pasted the story, including a link you can follow for verification.

A man whose excessive flatulence forced a police detective to cut short an interrogation has pleaded guilty to federal gun and drug charges. The Kansas City Star reports that 25-year-old Sean Sykes Jr. entered the plea Monday. The charges stem from a police traffic stop in September in Kansas City, Missouri, in which officers found a backpack with drugs and guns. Sykes was a passenger in the vehicle. A detective reported that when asked for his address, Sykes "leaned to one side of his chair and released a loud fart before answering". Court documents say Sykes "continued to be flatulent" and the detective was forced to quickly end the interview. Sykes will be sentenced at a later date, after a pre-sentence report is completed. (Man Whose Farts Ended Police Interview Pleads Guilty).

Oops. Looks like it wasn't Mystere, but someone named "Sykes". Also, the incident occurred in Missouri, not California. My mistake. I did, however, immediately think of Mystere when I read the title of the article. But, upon clicking the link and reading the article, found it wasn't about Fartso. Although I can imagine that Mystere may have been arrested for farting at some time in the past. Or perhaps he will be some time in the future.

btw, if your reaction upon reading this post is to call it stupid... I agree. Yet it is far less stupid than the MAJORITY of what Mystere writes on any of his many blogs (a list that continues to shrink). Or doesn't write, as many times he simply publishes a link without any commentary (thinking this qualifies as a post) or puts up the litany of badly photoshopped images that return over and over.

Post authored by the anti-tRump, anti-Mystere Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wym119.

Mystere And His Old Boyfriend Chad Reconnect

Mystere walked to the mailbox located at the end of his driveway in an Orange County California suburb. He was really depressed after the midterm election results. Mystere voted a straight GOP ticket, yet the OC threw out all their republican representives and replaced them with Democrats.

"This must be part of God's plan", Mystere mused. Soon the Deep State witch hunt will be revealed and Hillary Clinton will be arrested and jailed. Then (in 2020) Donald Trump will be elected to a 2nd term. As fireman Mark Taylor had prophesied. Just thinking of Satan's minon (the Hildabeast) behind bars caused Mystere to smile. He started skipping and chanting in a sing-song voice.

"Lock her up. Lock her up". No matter that it hadn't happened yet. Any day now Mystere was SURE that the headlines would read Hillary Clinton Arrested. Now that Jeff Sessions had been replaced with Matthew Whitaker, the Clinton arrest was sure to happen any day.

Mystere reached the end of the driveway. Opening the mailbox revealed a number of envelopes, most of them bills addressed to his husband, Rikishi. The house husband was so glad that he didn't have to worry about such things any longer. Rikishi, a successful world famous wrestler, was fairly well paid for his work as a WWE performer.

Mystere was about to close the lid when he noticed a package pushed all the way to the back of the box. Reaching in Mystere grabbed the parcel and withdrew it. Printed on the front of the rectangular box wrapped in brown paper was his name, Mystere. In the upper left hand corner, instead of a return address, the sender had written a friend. There was no postage or postmark.

"I wonder what this is?" Mystere pondered. Possibly a mail bomb?

Mystere took the mail (including the bomb) inside. After dropping the bills on his husband's desk, Mystere looked around for his canine, Buttstink.

"Is this a bomb, Buttstink?" Mystere held the box close to Buttstink's nose. "Buttstink says no", Mystere declared after reading the dog's expression. He shook the box violently. "I think that would have set it off", Mystere concluded. He placed the box on the kitchen table, then tore off the wrapping.

Removing a sharp knife from the butcher block, Mystere sliced into the packing tape that sealed the unwrapped cardboard box. Suddenly he slipped and cut a deep gash into the side of his hand. "Owww! My hand" Mystere screamed, dropping the knife. Blood sprayed from the wound. Mystere ran to the kitchen sink and ran cold water on his hand. The pain was unbearable. Mystere almost passed out from blood loss. He started crying.

"No, Mystere. Be a man" he commanded himself. Then he grabbed a kitchen rag and wrapped his owie. "Screw the a-hole who sent me this cursed package", Mystere lamented.

But the box was open, so Mystere decided to look inside. Bending back the cardboard flaps, Mystere found an envelope. On the envelope it said To Mystere from your friend, Pookie Toot Toot. What could it be, Mystere wondered. Placing the envelope aside for the time being, Mystere dug into the packing peanuts.

Eventually Mystere fished out a half dozen paper envelopes. Written in crayon on each of the envelopes were the words Astral Mushroom Spores.

"Am I supposed to smoke or snort them?" Mystere wondered. Maybe the letter would provide the sought after information. Opening the letter Mystere began reading.

It said, "Mystere, I apologize for stealing your bong and three bags of weed. I couldn't help myself. Please accept as my apology the enclosed Astral Mushroom spores. Trust me, these will get you super high".

What followed were instructions on how to plant and grow the mushrooms.

"Damn it!" Mystere swore. "Why couldn't Pookie send me already grown mushrooms?" Mystere went out to the backyard. In the corner of the property was an old greenhouse, build by the previous owner. Mystere knew there were some bags of potting soil in there. He found some clay pots and scooped some of the dark, rich soil into them. Then he took the pots back inside.

Mystere opened the basement door. This was a dark damp place that would be perfect for growing mushrooms. Although it scared Mystere to go down here. There might be ghosts. Or one ghost, specifically. Flipping on the lights, Mystere carefully made his way down the stairs which creaked under his weight. Mystere placed the box containing the spores on a old wood table located in a corner of the basement. Along with the soil filled clay pots.

Mystere took one of the pots over to an ancient cast iron sink and ran some water over the soil, making sure it was good and damp. He opened one of the paper envelopes and sprinkled some of the spores over the moistened dirt, as per the hand written instructions. "That should do it", Mystere announced. Mystere glanced at an ice chest in the other corner of the basement. It was old, but still ran. Luckily.

Mystere didn't know where he'd keep his pizzas and ice cream sandwiches if it quit working. Also Chad's dead body. Mystere approached the freezer. It hummed loudly. Opening the lid, Mystere picked up some pizza boxes, just to check if Chad was still there. Mystere poked the body, which was wrapped in plastic. Chad was pretty solid by this time, having been frozen for over a year.

Mystere thought back to that day. His phone rang. Answering it, Mystere heard a voice say, "Mystere, it's me, Chad". Mystere was a little shocked, given that it had been almost a decade since he'd heard from his old boyfriend.

"I thought you died from AIDS" Mystere replied icely.

"No, I'm alive", Chad said. Silence. "I heard you got married" Chad said finally.

"You heard wrong. Unlike you, I'm not a fag", Mystere angrily replied.

"Really? I heard you were cohabitating with the wrestler Rikishi".

"Yes", Mystere confirmed. "For legal reasons we decided a contract would be best. Nothing wrong with two totally straight bros taking advantage of the fag marriage law to protect themselves. Legally speaking".

"You could have hired a lawyer to write you up a cohabitation agreement. As opposed to getting married", Chad interject.

"Nah ah", Mystere countered. Silence. "So what the f*ck do you want, Chad?" Mystere said after several seconds of uncomfortable silence.

"I wanted to know if I could come see you" Chad explained.

"No. No way. I don't want to see you" Mystere answered. "I'm already here. I knocked on your front door but nobody answered. I saw Rikishi leave alone and figured you were probably inside the house". "Nope, I'm at the grocery store" Mystere lied. "Your car is in the driveway" Chad countered. "I went for a walk" Mystere lied again. "I'm looking right at you" Chad said, calling Mystere on his lie.

"Impossible. I'm in the bathroom sitting on the toilet. That's why I ignored the knocking". Then Mystere looked out the bathroom window and saw (to his shock) a face starring in at him. It was his ex boyfriend Chad. "Hi". Chad waved. Mystere hung up his phone. "Excuse me, I'm pooping" Mystere yelled at the face in the window. "Actually, it looks like you're m@sturbating" Chad remarked, peering in the window.

"I'm m@sturbating and pooping. Not that it's any of your business" Mystere replied angrily. "Is it ok if I just come in?" Chad asked. "I already tried the back door and it's open. I didn't want to barge in on you, however". "Sure. Come in through the back door. I'll meet you there". "OK. I'll do that" Chad said, then disappeared. Mystere quickly stood and pulled up his underwear and pants (without wiping). Then ran to the bedroom.

Mystere went to his knees and put his hands under the bed. Then he pulled out a metal box. After entering the combination (1-2-3-4-5) the box flipped open. Mystere pulled out his husband's gun, a black 9mm. Mystere tucked the gun into his waistband, then, after grabbing the silencer, headed to the back door.

Mystere entered the vestibule (off the kitchen) and immediately heard knocking. "Ok, I'm coming" Mystere yelled. "Can I come in?" Chad asked, opening the door. "Yeah, it looks like you're already doing that, Chad" Mystere replied. Chad shut the door behind him. "So, what is it, Chad?" an annoyed Mystere queried his unwelcome guest.

Post authored by the anti-Trump, anti-Myst3re Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wym90. TF-11.

Mystere Screws The Pooch

Mystere woke up the next morning smiling. "I have to get this down in my dream journal before I forget", Mystere muttered, reaching for a pad of paper on his nightstand. Opening up the notebook, Mystere, after licking the tip of his number 2 pencil, wrote My Gift Horse. Then he underlined it. Then he underlined it again.

Mystere was about to start writing about his encounter with a supremely well-endowed stallion when a thunderous fart detonated, causing Mystere's eardrums to rumble. "Mount Rikishi is about to erupt again", Mystere's husband announced. Rikishi tensed up his sphincter, then let another one rip. This one sounded like a determined sousaphonist, lungs full of air, blowing a long low sour note until his face turned red.

Mystere quickly pulled the covers over his head, dutch ovening himself. Huffing in the sulfurous gas through his nostrils and mouth, Mystere tasted his husband's fart. After a few minutes he emerged from under the sheets, eyes watering and smacking his lips. "Delicious!" Mystere exclaimed. "You're welcome" Rikishi responded. "Now go fix my breakfast. I'm going to go back to sleep for a half hour or so".

Mystere rose from the bed he shared with his husband. Slipping a terry cloth robe over his nude body, Mystere made his way to the kitchen. Walking down the hallway he felt a squish between his toes. Glancing at the floor Mystere spotted a huge dog turd. "Buttstink!" Mystere grumbled. Mystere reached down and picked up the turd with his bare hands. He wrapped it in a tissue and put it in his pocket. "I'll save you for later", he said, patting his pocket.

Mystere looked behind the living room couch. There he spotted his canine, Buttstink. Buttstink growled. "Come to daddy, Buttstink", Mystere cooed. He grabbed the dog by his collar and pulled him out. Buttstink snapped, but Mystere swatted him on the snout with a rolled up copy of Highlights. "Bad Buttstink!" Mystere said sternly. Mystere turned the dog around, then got down on his knees so that his pelvis lined up with the canine's posterior.

"I'm going to give you the pleasure of a lifetime", Mystere declared as he slipped little mystere into the dog's @nus. Buttstink yelped. Mystere grinded against Buttstink's rear end for a few seconds, then grunted and finished his business. "You're very welcome", Mystere announced. Wiping some sweat from his brow, Mystere stood.

Buttstink, taking the opportunity, ran. "Time for some toons", Mystere said, flipping on the TV. Taking a seat, Mystere found Powerpuff Girls on the DVR and pressed play. Awhile later, after a few episodes had played, Mystere heard some grumbling coming from the bedroom. "Is my breakfast ready?" Rikishi shouted. "Oh, no. I completely forgot!" a surprised Mystere exclaimed. The house husband ran to the pantry and, after frantically scanning the shelves, found a box of Cocoa Puffs, which he grabbed.

Mystere took the box to the kitchen, opened it and shook some puffs into a bowl. Adding some milk to the bowl, Mystere took a glass from the shelf and poured some OJ into it. Placing the bowl and glass on a tray, along with a spoon and some packets of sugar, Mystere carried the breakfast into the bedroom.

Mystere placed the tray on the bed. "Here you go, my love", Mystere declared. "What the f*ck is this!" Rikishi demanded, staring at the tray. "Breakfast?" Mystere squeaked. "You know I like steak and eggs" Rikishi angrily reminded his husband. "Steak and eggs, not f*cking Cocoa Puffs!" Rikishi screamed, picking up the tray and flinging it against the wall.

The glass and bowl shattered, a shower of milk and OJ spraying everywhere. "I'm going to shower and get dressed", Rikishi declared. "When I'm finished I expect steak and eggs. If not? There WILL be consequences", Rikishi warned his husband. Rikishi slammed the bathroom door and, a few seconds later, Mystere heard running water.

Rushing back to the kitchen, Mystere flung open the refrigerator. "Steak, steak steak... I don't see any steak!" Mystere cried. Looking in the freezer, Mystere found a single frozen steak. Finally! Mystere threw the steak in the microwave and hit defrost. "This isn't going to cut it", Mystere decided. He turned the power up to high.

Mystere was really sweating, worried that he wouldn't have the steak and eggs ready for his husband in time. "Hurry up, Mystere! Rikishi will tan my hide if I don't get this done ASAP". Mystere placed a frying pan on the burner and, after turning it on, added butter, then some eggs.

Soon the eggs were sizzling. Mystere added some cheese, then flipped the eggs. "Now for the steak", Mystere said, relieved. Just then he heard a loud explosion. Opening the microwave Mystere found the inside covered with bits of steak. Grabbing the pan of eggs, Mystere scrapped the steak bits in with the eggs.

Rikishi entered the kitchen. He did not look happy. "Is my breakfast ready?" the wrestler demanded. "Yes, sir. It's coming right up", Mystere replied. Mystere scraped the contents of the pan onto a plate and brought it over to the table where his husband had taken a seat. "Ugh", Rikishi grunted. "This is a mess".

Rikishi grabbed a knife and fork and started cutting up the steak. Except his knife did not slice through a nice juicy piece of meat as he expected. Stabbing the meat with his fork, Rikishi touched the steak to his lips. "This is frozen!" an angry Rikishi announced.

"I don't have time for this", Rikishi decided as he shoveled the eggs into his open maw. "You! under the table", Rikishi commanded. "You can give me my morning BJ as I finish these eggs". Mystere got on his knees and crawled under the table as his husband demanded. After unzipping Rikishi's pants Mystere got to work.

Rikishi finished his eggs and sat back and enjoyed the 0ral pleasure his husband was providing. When complete, Rikishi wiped himself off with a napkin. Standing, the burly wrestler zipped up, then said, "I've got a long day of wrestling ahead of me. Your punishment will have to wait until I get home tonight".

Rikishi strode toward the door where he stopped to slip on his shoes. Opening the door, Rikishi paused to say, "I expect the housework to be complete when I return. I might go easy on you in regards to your punishment. It all depends on the job you do". The door slammed and Rikishi was gone. A few moments later Mystere heard the engine of Rikishi's Dodge Pinto roar, then the squeal of tires as the vehicle sped away.

"Finally, I can get back to my toons", a relieved Mystere remarked, dropping the frying pan into the sink. "I'll take care of this later". Mystere went to the fridge. "I need an Orange Fanta and some potato chips. My Little Pony should be on soon".

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. See also the 10/8/2018 Mystere post "Dervish Screws The Pooch Again!". TF-10, wym089.

Mystere Gets High On Shrooms And Watches Bestiality Videos

Mystere likes to get high on psychedelic mushrooms (which he refers to as "shrooms"). This is a fact known because Mystere talks about doing shrooms quite frequently.

Mystere, a pervert, is also very much into sex with canines. He has authored a number of commentaries on the subject recently. In one of his sick blog posts he wrote that sex with a dog is (quote), "the pleasure of a lifetime".

But it isn't just sex with dogs the pervert enjoys. In a 6/29/2018 post on his "Moonbat Spanker" blog Mystere tells us that a "good friend" of his invited him over to watch some beastality videos. My guess would be that the friend, knowing Mystere is into sex with dogs, invited Mystere to a "beastality video watching party". And asked Mystere to bring some of his shrooms.

Apparently Mystere's "good friend" works for the Clear Detox Center in Costa Mesa, Central Orange County CA. I mention this because, as per Mystere, the "beastality video watching party" took place at this facility. I don't know why Mystere writes about this on his blog, because, if it gets out, I think his friend will definitely be fired. Also possibly arrested.

Mystere says the police are already investigating. If this turns out to be true, I hope Mystere and his friends end up in prison for what they have done. The sexual assault of animals is a CRIME, Mystere! Also something only a sick pervert would get off on. Yet Mystere, instead of being embarrassed, brags on this blog.

And taunts the police. "They'll never catch me" Mystere must think. I don't know, Mystere. When the police are already investigating AND you admit to your crimes on your blog? I'm thinking that increases the chances you'll get caught.

Although Mystere (probably thinking he's being clever) writes on his blog that it wasn't him that was watching the videos. No, his friend (who also wasn't involved), only HEARD about it and gave Mystere a "heads up". But WHY would Mystere need a "heads up" if he wasn't involved? Obviously this friend was warning Mystere that the police may be looking to question him.

Will the police buy Mystere's lies? Mystere clearly thinks they will. Does Mystere believe he can get away with this kind of sick shit because he's married to a famous wrestler? Maybe he does. Me, I think he's going to get caught. Eventually. Hopefully sooner than later. Before the sicko sexually assaults more animals.

Other animals beside his dogs "Buttstink" and "Buttstink Too". According to what I've been able to discern, the dog he named "Buttstink" died. Due to the intensity of Mystere's daily sexual assaults on the poor animal. That's why Mystere obtained a new canine. "Buttstink Too" is the dog he's currently sexually assaulting.

Update: As per Wikipedia, the "sale and distribution of zoophilic pornography is legal". The watching of it is also legal. So why does Mystere say the police are investigating? Maybe because him and his friend were watching it where his friend works? Perhaps. But I think they'd just fire the guy. No need for the police to investigate. This makes me think that Mystere's post (his story about it being other people watching the videos and the police looking into it) is complete bullshit.

A satirical post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-56.

Trump-Voting Republican Caught Sodomizing Pit Bull Pup

What's up with these trumpers? Another one of their sick freaks goes off to boink his girlfriend's pit bull pup. According to WIBW News 13, the the Wichita Police booked into jail a 55-year-old Trump voter on counts of animal cruelty, criminal sodomy, and domestic battery. They did not release the sick freak's name.

This news came to my attention via a posting on the blog of a trumper who calls himself "Mystere". Although the liar Mystere claims that the Wichita man who sodomized the pup is a Liberal. Even though the article Mystere links to does NOT identify the man as a Liberal.

Instead it identifies him as a Trump-voting Republican. This makes a lot more sense to me, given the trumper's acceptance of sexual perversions such as it being OK to grab women by the privates. Also thinking it's just fine to bang porn stars shortly after your wife gives birth to yet another child.

So-called Christian Conservatives have no problem when a Republican predisent does these things. Their "religious leaders" give said predisent a "mulligan". Surely if Trump boinked a canine they'd accept that too. Mystere himself has referred to sex with a dog as "the pleasure of a lifetime".

The woman who owned the puppy... told investigators she got into a fight with her Trump-supporting boyfriend on Tuesday and, when she came home, he was having sex with the dog. ... Police say there was physical evidence of previous physical abuse to the dog. Wichita police say they're looking for a Trump-voting man who may have battered a five-month-old pit bull. [The] woman... put in a request to talk to detectives who deal with sex crimes. "I should have dumped him after he told me he voted for Trump" the distraught woman said. Police went to the 1300 block of N. Meridian to find the Trump-voting man, but he wasn't around. ... "We have seen an uptick in these kind of sick crimes" the lead investigating officer noted. "And the animal raper is, unsurprisingly, always a Trump supporter" the disgusted officer added. (Police: Wichita man caught having sex with pit bull pup has been arrested).

For the record, I amended the article by adding the portions in purple font. As I said previously, the article does not identify the man as a Liberal. Mystere lied. But the article also does not identify him as a Republican (Trump voter or otherwise). I tell you this because I am not a dishonest blogger like Mystere.

Mystere: Wichita Man Caught Sodomizing Pit Bull Pup... What's up with these liberals? Another one of their sick freaks goes off to boink his girlfriend's pitbull pup. (6/20/2018 at 10:54am).

What's up with this sick freak Mystere? This is the second time he has posted about a man caught having sex with a canine. Remember Mystere referred to sex with a dog as the "pleasure of a lifetime". That is an exact quote from a post by Mystere. The first post where he wrote about a man sodomizing a dog.

The first time he linked to an article from "The Mystery Vault", a fake news (looking) site. Their facebook page says you should read their articles because "you've been lied for long". I'm guessing they meant "you've been lied to for a long time".

The WIBW News 13 article is titled "Wichita man caught having sex with pit bull pup has been arrested". The concluding sentence of the article says "Police went to the 1300 block of N. Meridian to find the man, but he wasn't around. No arrests have been made".

The article reports that the woman "got into a fight with her boyfriend on Tuesday and, when she came home, he was having sex with the dog". A few lines later the article says "a woman told police she came home on Tuesday to find her boyfriend having sex with the dog". Why does Nick Viviani (the article author) repeat information he JUST gave?

So, while the article never identifies the Wichita man as a Liberal (despite Mystere's lie), it is poorly written. Which makes it suspect to me. The police put the man in jail, then let him go/dropped the charges (seeing as "no arrests were made"). And the woman (apparently) walked in on the man abusing her dog, walked out, then walked in again (explaining the repeat of the line about her walking in to find her boyfriend sodomizing the dog).

Apparently the pervert Mystere is Googling for articles about men having sex with dogs. He must be very interested in the topic. Then, when he finds one, he posts it to his blog. Along with a claim that the animal abuser is a Liberal. Whether the (in both cases poorly written) article says so or not.

Frankly I think it more likely that, in the two cases Mystere blogged about, the sick freak in question is a trump voter (for the reasons I previously noted). If both articles aren't fake news, that is. The Mystery Vault article clearly being fake news (it identifying the animal abuser as a Democrat in it's headline is obvious bullplop).

The WIBW News 13 article (which never identifies the 55-year-old man as a Liberal) being possibly true. It might be actual news from an real news website, despite being poorly written. BTW, the name of the man isn't known because (as per the article), the police "did not release is name". I assume that Nick Viviani meant to write that the police "did not release HIS name".

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. WYM-52.

Pervert Mystere Thinks Sex With Canines Is "The Pleasure Of A Lifetime"

That the sick pervert Mystere thinks sex with canines is "the pleasure of a lifetime" is a quote from a recent commentary on his Moonbat Slayer blog.

Michigan Democrat Sodomizes His Basset Hound... This is the Democratic Poster Boy of the Democrat's Gold Standard of High Morals: Michigan Democrat Joseph Hattey. Hattey just got arrested for having sex with his Bassett Hound. Democrats are celebrating their Gay Pride Month and this happens. Someone got this dog boinker bailed out. Hattey works for MSU in the veternary department, so he has access to any mutt he wants. Hey liberals, bring your flea ridden mutts to MSU for a gold standard flea bath! Joey will give them the pleasure of a lifetime when he's done with them! Ask for the Irl Hudnutt/Dervish Sanders special. (6/16/2018 at 10:47pm).

Mystere links to an article from the Lansing State Journal as his "proof" that what he is reporting is accurate (see update below). Which it mostly is. One "error" in Mystere's blog post is his claim that Joseph Hattey is a Democrat. He may be a Democrat, he may be a Republican. The article does not say anything about Hattey's political affiliations (if any).

Yet, according this this pea-brained idiot, not only is Hattey a Democrat, but Democrats everywhere are celebrating this degenerate's animal abuse (sodomizing a basset hound). Which is absolutely not the case.

With his reference to Gay Pride Month he is clearly suggesting that having sex with dogs is the next step. If you are gay there is no depths to which you will not sink. Sexually abuse animals? Sure, why not? If you're a gay pervert why not be a sex with animals pervert? In the homophobe Mystere's tiny bigoted mind, at least.

On the other hand, it seems as if Mystere is REALLY into sex with dogs. Remember the line I quoted? Sex with a dog is the "pleasure of a lifetime". Not for him, but for the dog that Mystere has buttsex with. BTW, I know it's buttsex because (as per the article) Hattey was caught having sex with a male dog.

So, given the fact that Mystere was talking about the article, I assume what he's saying is that it is the "pleasure of a lifetime" when he has buttsex with a male dog. The pleasure of a lifetime... for the dog. Does Mystere believe that he's doing the canines he has buttsex with a huge favor?

Who knows? Or cares. One thing for certain is that Hattey is in big trouble and will likely go to prison... and Mystere should join him. Throw the book at both of these canine rapers, I say. Hattey and Mystere should both get the maximum sentence because they are both sick freaks.

As for this treatment (buttsex with your pet), I do NOT think it is the "pleasure of a lifetime". For the canine or for me. So that Mystere refers to this as the "Dervish Sanders special" is complete horseshit. Clearly animal abuse is the MYSTERE special.

Update 6/17/2018: Mystere changed the article his post links to. Previously he linked to an article from the Lansing State Journal which makes no mention of Hattey's political affiliation. Now he links to an article from "The Mystery Vault". What is "The Mystery Vault"? Looks like a CONservative conspiracy/fake news website to me. Their "about" page on Facebook says "What you need to know about the world you live in. You've been lied for long. And will continue to be lied to if you will not search the truth".

So, is what the Mystery Vault saying is that they will provide #trumpdupes like Mystere with the "truth"? The title of the article is "Democrat University Professor Arrested For Sodomizing His Dog". However, if you read the article, it never says how the author determined that Hattey is a democrat. Apparently it's called the "Mystery Vault" for a reason. It is a mystery how they come by their "facts".

Post authored by the anti-Trump Leftist Bastard Dervish Sanders. wym049.