Misc The VCT Thread!

No, Rob, you had to agree in advance and confirm that I could interview multiple family members regarding your "big win." I wasn't going to travel unless you or your family members agreed to their being interviewed.

You failed to do so, so no meeting.

Standard procedure to interview family members after big lottery wins or any kind of big gambling wins, really. Your choice to not agree to it.

 

Rob, "vagrancy" is not having a home in your name. That would be you.

Are you writing these posts to yourself?

Look, I've been kind to you, all things considered. Why would a man not have anything in his name? Because his family doesn't want the creditors coming to take what's in his name. And he's the one who's had issues with gambling control, alcohol control, and general debauchery control.

 

Red, you're making people uncomfortable with your trying to push your newly-uncovered unflattering discoveries to the side.

While it's not expected of you to do any mea culpas or explanations that are not humiliating, the least you could do is not react like any of these sleazy democrats, and take your medicine like a real man instead of like a beaten dunce.

 

Mickey, if you don't understand the difference between a property tax valuation and a home's market value, it just goes to you not knowing what you don't know. I pay taxes in both Washington County and Johnson City, by the way. That's the way it works.

Do you know hard people fought to get the property tax valuation REDUCED? LOL.

Mickey, have you ever owned a home?

 

C'mon, Rob. You own nothing. LOL.

And, as I've stated many times over the last decade, my comic books are worth as much as my house.

I've done the math. My net worth is almost exactly on the midpoint of U.S. household net worth, and my debts are almost exactly on the midpoint of U.S. household debts. That's the result of just one "breadwinner" for the last 22 years, whereas most households count two. And, notably, that comes after a lifetime of professional gambling.

Rob Singer, in contrast, has nothing in his name because his family doesn't trust him to have anything in his name. And that comes after his lifetime of, ahem, cough, cough, what we would generously call "amateur" gambling.

 

Rob, why don't you address your historical problems with gambling, alcohol, and hookers?

Of course your family doesn't allow you to have anything in your name. Who would?

I can't believe you expect people to buy your narrative. It's flat out ridiculous. Rob owns nothing because he's too smart to own anything. Yeah, okay.

Sounds good, man.

 

Actually, MrV, my "dream home" as Mickey suggested, is the log cabin lived in by the Jan Michael Vincent character in the old Airwolf television show. There were log homes available in this area, but they were poorly made.

I have roughly 3000 pounds in books here, plus a comic book collection stored elsewhere that is worth as much as the house. I'm not shooting for suburbia here. Gym and university library are within walking distance, so I'm set.

 

Weird. Just plain weird.

Red, why don't you splain things to the crowds at WoV and VCT? The more you make up things on the go here, the more your stock tanks.

And we know how important perception is to a tax deadbeat like you.

 

I find redietz and KJ's claims to be much more believable than Rob's.

Rob has a way with words but alas he seems to have lost his path in life; continuously misstepping in casinos and gambling forums is not the answer but it is what he does.

Nothing wrong with driving old cars, btw: my daily driver is an '82 Volvo, and that is by choice.

Rob can talk smack all he wants but at the end of the day he has to take stock of himself and his life and that cannot be much fun.

 

Still trying to fit in V.

Supporting the positions of deadbeats, losers, failures, phonies, homos and addicts is why no one cares what you have to say. Ever notice how no one ever responds to your strange inputs?

 

LOL.

Rob, you own nothing.
You had issues with alcohol, gambling, and hookers.
Your family won't allow you to have anything in your name.

You probably don't even have bank accounts without double signatures required.

Jesus, dude, give it up.

I'm still trying to figure out if mickey crimm ever owned a home. The scary thing is mickey seems to really not know what he doesn't know. That calls into question everything he says about gambling that falls outside of a very narrow purview.

 

Weird. Just plain weird.

The gig's up red. Now you're embarrassing your pathetic self.

You're getting it from all sides. Handle it better

And wise up.

 

Let's play...

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Yung was thrown head-first into the dank pit; he landed on the crumpled form of Rob Singer.

The stench of loss permeated the air to a redolent degree.

Soon the two loonies were actively chatting back and forth, neither making a lick of sense and neither one noticing.

"I owned this prison once but put it in my kid's name to avoid probate" said Rob.

"That's nothing; I'm the secret king of the world, and the numbers prove it" smirked the fucked canuck.

"Oh yeah? Well, I sold a Newell RV to an Israeli secret agent, a guy I once knew when I was CIA chief of station in Moscow" claimed the demented VP player. "Oh, and did I tell you how I secretly won one and a half million dollars recently playing video poker?"

"I yield to you, sir: surely my accomplishments pale in comparison."

"Yeah, and my dick is a lot longer and thicker than yours, I have more money and guns than you, I drive a faster car than you..."

The loon continued to spout inanities while the northern pike counted his fingers and toes.

"Don't forget the double up bug..." but by that time Yung was catatonic.

 

Rob, you own nothing. I mean, it's pretty funny for the double up bug champ to own nothing.

How can you be 70 years old and your family won't allow you to put anything solo in your name? You really must have left a trail of undisciplined destruction along the way.

I should buy you a Barbie Dreamhouse or something and put a title in your name. When's your birthday? LOL. That's what I'm gonna do -- send you a Dreamhouse with a title for your birthday. I'll send it to your sister in case you're on the road. I'm sure she'll get the inside joke.

 

You know, MrV, I had a meeting with a friend of mine today, a young filmmaker who's partnered up with a famous mob writer to do some radio broadcasts. He asked me if I wanted to take a stab at writing some scripts (based on real events).

I think you'd be better than me. Much better, actually.

I'm going to pass along your name.

 

Bbbwwaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh, the r-e-dietz is a serious cat, the boy do it Magnum PI style, livin off the largess of a well-heeled cat, on his estate and drivin his fancy car! Good thing I'm stocked up on the cashew and Guinness cuz it seem like the diet wanna challenge the singer for undisputed title of bulls-shits artist of the year, and it's only beginning of February, hey hey!!!!

 

Lol, now all the players are active, we need a villain…..

Cue Stephen trabone, stage right.
House lights dim
Spotlight centre stage, drum roll, “ Smackdownsyndrone 2023” begins.

 

I know enough to know there is a big difference in the actual value of a home and what a real estate agency wants to get for it. How long have you had it for sale at an inflated price, 20 years? Your problem is you posted a picture of a rundown property. In bad need of refurbishment and landscaping.

Nope. Never owned a home. "Holy smokes! That explains everything" you will say. But not really. If I wanted to buy a home I wouldn't be asking for any loans. Wouldn't need one. How about you?

Owning a home is two things to me:

1. A bad investment

2. A ball and chain

If you are happy in your rundown shack more power to you.

 

Red got caught and his forum bs burned him....as did coach.

Now he's flailing.

His end, like his wife's, isn't pretty.

But it's fun!

 

Never been for sale. Not for sale now.

Mickey, you seem to be out of touch. What I enjoyed was you demonstrating that you know nothing and don't know you know nothing. Very scary how you fake knowing stuff. Mickey could have quoted any realistic price but chose a tax valuation that I was thrilled to see reduced. By the way, since turning 65, now I can fill out paperwork and freeze that valuation, which I will do this year. I guess that catches Mickey by surprise, as who wouldn't want their home to be "worth more" according to Mickey Crimm's definition of worth?

Next, that "bad investment" comment by Mickey. Also very insightful. Someone should probably check what I paid for the house and compare it to the realtor appraisals. Hmmmm, bad investment? Now I have to wonder about Mickey Crimm's math skills.

So, in summary, the guys who own nothing, are home-evaluating effetes? LOL.

I mean, if people are wondering what Mickey and Rob have in common --

1) Problems with alcohol, hookers, and in Rob's case, gambling.
2) Owning nothing.
3) Playing King of the Road because that's, to quote Charlie Sheen, WINNING!
4) Hanging out in those bastions of high-end consumer culture, Montana and South Dakota.