No, it WASTED HIS LIFE. The Little Fat Hairy Dutchboy (he has the same dopey combed down haircut he had from 70 years ago) has NOTHING ELSE IN HIS LIFE.
He sure can't quit his Brokeback Croatian Mountain Daddy, his gay-porn-photo swap boyfriend ZINHOF. He'll NEVER leave that cozy little shitbox. Shoutbox.
As for his promise to SHUT his fucking blog, you know he'll start another one in 2020 under his new alias (2020. He thinks he's CLEVER calling himself 2020. What a gouda-brain).
How did the drama queen hypocrite spend the days leading up to CHRISTMAS?
First, his INSANE "Christmas Countdown" where he vowed to offer a ton of shit every day and then DISAPPEAR in 2020. He dropped that idea and instead began to post the usual garbage, with the usual HYPE.
With DEMENTED DEVENTE, anything he posts is THE GREATEST EVER, YOU WILL LOVE THIS, YOU HAVE TO HEAR THIS, THIS WILL MAKE YOU CRY etc. etc. etc.
Here, the Gay Gouda-Brain wets his knickers over an old Belmonts record.
THE CRYING DUTCHMAN only wets himself over GUYS. How this patched load of Holland Cheese Fat wishes he was an American standing on a streetcorner with slim, attractive GUYS.
The best he could do was make animal noises on a shitty XTC track, because he pestered Andy Partridge so much. You can't even hear his pathetic gurgling on that song, but he's been sobbing and screaming about how FAMOUS he is because of THAT. What a LOSER.
What else did HANSY PANSY do leading up to Christmas? Since he has no friends in the real world, just a few gay boys to email, he didn't buy presents for anyone. He's also too much of a cheap Dutchman to do that. He only knows how to steal from other blogs and re-up.
Instead, Crocodile Tears Twat-face posted more garbage, and an OH SO SINCERE cry of "PEACE."
PEACE.
Right, Shit-for-Brains Joan Johanna Johannas, Freak of a Thousand Aliases, talk about the PEACE you gave to the forums you hacked, to the people you threatened, to the way you called yourself BLOGFATHER and AYATOLLAH and cursed everyone wishing them "AIDS WITH EBOLA."
Go to the nearest record store to BADHOEVEDORP and tell them how peacefully you hope they go out of business because you hate SONY, hate RECORD STORES, and want attention and fame for stealing music that swipes royalties from the artists and prevents decent people from making a living selling music.
Selfish obnoxious bearded baby? Of course. He's been a rotten shit-lump since he was a kid. That's why his father beat him. Too bad his father didn't beat him to death, saving the world from over 70 years of a total PAIN IN THE ASS.
Here's BAD SANTA with NOTHING ELSE TO DO ON CHRISTMAS DAY but post THIS foul and boring PRESENT:
And HERE IT IS, what NOBODY was waiting for and what NOBODY wanted.
That's demented HANS DEVENTE. He's senile, he's insane, he's a useless loser, and he goes into 2020 with nothing better to do than call himself 2020 and continue to be a pathetic walking corpse.
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