💰 Grifter Boogie / Boogie2988 / "Francis" / Steven Jason Williams - Fat, Rapidly Declining Divorced "Nice Guy" Middle-Aged Youtuber, Former Edgy Porn Blogger, lied about having cancer and being molested. Cohost of fake drama show "Lolcow Live (LCL)". Just WILL NOT die.

[YaBoi]

Saw some tweets today which caught my eye. Some interesting ones. Did you guys know that Boogie worked as a security guard for 3 years? That's news to me. I thought he virtually had no job history?

Spoiler: Tweets

The fake "nice guy" act continues. I thought Boogie was blocking anyone who's mean to him?



Next up is his tweet about being a security guard for 3 years (I've been ninjaed while writing this up). He also mentions the dishwasher job. Anyway, Boogie gives himself yet another out to not work a regular job:



Okay, firstly. Boogie, you literally just had Keemstar shouting at you calling you a retard, an attention whore and you had him say that he hates you. He then made you get on your hands and knees and beg for forgiveness, which you did. You also complain that there's trolls and harassers who apparently at one stage threatened your life through darkweb hitmen, showing up to your front door to "rape you" as well as "swattings" where cops apparently might shoot you. Pick one Boogie. Either your online harassment is so bad that we're all worse than rapists and nazis or you it isn't. Any of this behavior at a regular 9-5 would have fair work obudsman / commission looking into the workplace's practices.

Spoiler: Boogie's work history

Who could forget this GOAT tweet?



Lazy, entitled cunt.

I love exchanges like this because it shows how out of touch with reality Boogie is. You then of course get classic Boogie backpedaling and excuses to rationalize his out-of-touch world view:



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Once again, majority of the drama which surrounds Boogie is from off platform behavior and incidents.



Of course he'll keep the drama off his channel, that's the one thing he does pretty well and it does show that Boogie has some level of restraint towards his retarded behavior. It's when he gets on Twitter, DMs people and makes dumb jokes on podcasts and livestreams which cause him grief. A boring gaming video isn't stirring drama. Talking about his mental health problems for the 1000th time isn't stirring drama. Making an edgy joke on Twitch, having it clipped for the masses and melting down over the backlash on Twitter stirs drama.

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Boogie tries making light of the 200K he spent on whores:



I highlight this one because Boogie often tries to "charm" his way out of situations. Blowing 200K on whores is one of the biggest criticisms he received from the documentary. Joking about it is his way of trying to come across as likeable. You can even see that when he makes these tweets:




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Boogie is "scared" of Muta:



A commenter nails him perfectly. Boogie scrambles:



Boogie is inadvertently admitting that he's scared of the truth. Lol.

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Another commenter brings up a good point. I would've more or less asked Boogie why he was planning on killing himself and not paying off the house when he was still married to Dez 1.0, but this was just as good:



So let me get this straight. If Boogie had killed himself and left the house to Chad, Chad would just move somewhere else? If you're such an altruistic person Boogie, why didn't you give all of your money to Chad before you blew it all on hookers? Again, the suicide storyline doesn't match up because he was cured from his suicidal tendencies after 2019 and became crypto rich in 2021 (even though he gave up whores in 2020????).

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Boogie Kaufman has just dropped his latest video:



Are we forgetting.....

Is the documentary your truth or one long Andy Kaufman bit?

Boogie can't even make it 60 seconds without turning a conversation with a woman sexual:

The gravy train is already already running out of steam:



This'll scrape past 20K views in 24 hours.

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Despite whining for years about how people trolls him, Boogie says that "as long as it pays the bills, then roast me daily":



Welcome to the club, Muta. Everyone on this thread is worse than rapists and nazis....and now, so are you!

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Don't know what the OG tweet was here but Boogie claims he had reciepts for whatever this was:



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Check out the dandruff on his shirt. Far out:

As is customary, when looking through his old tweets to find stuff, I stumbled across many other old tweets which raised questions. One particular can of worms worth opening up is the late Jan 2021 - Apr 2021 can. This was when Boogie wouldn't shut up about how well he was doing in the crypto market. I've got other things to do today, but I'll leave you with a few samples:

Boogie claims that he's financially secure after walking away from crypto:

Remember how a few hours ago, Boogie claimed that he was going to leave everything including his house to Chad upon death? What did 2021 Boogie have to say about that?



Nice guy Boogie feels so bad for making so much from crypto. I guess that's why he later bragged about it, bought a car and then blew a large chunk on whores:



"I don't deserve it" - LOL. Yet he claims that he deserved to go to Disney Land with LA 10's.

I cbf going back in this thread to find the now-deleted tweet from the commenter here, but Boogie responds by feigning responsibility and saying that "security is nice" from his crypto winnings:



For the life of him, he cannot keep track with his narratives and lies. He's retconned 2021 to be a time in his life where he was suicidal and blew his money because he was going through shit. Yet, when you look at his tweets in 2021, he's putting on this facade that he's responsible and will be using the finances to secure his future not only for him, but his friends and "family". He's such a slimy weasel.

 

[bravosouth]

@YaBoi

Don't know what the OG tweet was here but Boogie claims he had reciepts for whatever this was

I can't believe I didn't screenshot this earlier or that they deleted it, it was a great point too. Basically someone was grilling him on his documentary/podcast finances being accurate again, whether Clum just made up bullshit or they were accurate figures or not. Boogie replies that he's shown the people in the Lolcow chat the figures, so once again kinda answering without really answering anything.

Soooo... When does Boogie get the 50k for the podcast?

 

[boner_alert]

After seeing the documentary and some of the stuff posted in this thread, I realize now more than ever he’s one of the most dangerous versions of abusive men: the kind people don’t automatically see as potentially abusive because he’s goofy and fat. His appearance gives him a major advantage because a lot of people, especially teenage girls with daddy issues who have no life experience, find him to be non threatening. In reality, he’s probably as bad as it gets.

It’s kind of the same thing as how women generally aren’t stereotyped as capable of abuse in the same way that men are. Then they do some horrific shit to a man or a child and everyone is shocked as if there are no women anywhere who have the ability to do things like that. Basically the same concept, but worse because it’s Boogie. Based on a lot of comments I’ve seen on his recent videos, he’s still capable of manipulating an audience to some extent.

I couldn't agree more. And the worst part is how aware of this he is, and how much he capitalizes on it. That's why he uses that fake almost baby talk voice, usually when he's been caught in a huge lie or immoral behavior and he's explaining (lying) his way out of it. Or when he's trying to justify his piece of shit behavior

There are much better examples but here's one - where he's trying to justify why he's eating like shit after promising for the 1000th time he would stick to his health goals. His objective is to have his viewers feel bad for him and agree with him so that he doesn't get any flack for breaking his word, but also he can keep eating shit without getting flack. He plays the mental health card to accomplish this, and watch how he fluctuates his voice

He really plays up the baby voice at "I like being happy" where he's trying to appear as pathetic and least threatening as possible, to disarm the audience. Then he abruptly drops back to his normal voice at "because I'm struggling with my mental health right now" to give the tone of seriousness and threat. There is a tone of threat in his voice because he wants to weaponize his mental health and want the audience to be scared (for him) and agree that he must continue eating like a pig in shit. You know, for his own safety

Boogie2988 hates women because his mother was abusive

The only part I disagree with. I don't think he was abused at all, especially his outlandish claims of being raped by his father, mother, sister, brother, whoever he's claimed. His many inconsistencies regarding his "abuse" has been well-documented in this thread but even before I had even found out about those inconsistencies, I never believed him but I didn't know why or how to explain it. It was the same uneasy feeling I had about the book "A Child Called It" a pretty famous nonfiction book detailing one of the most horrific cases of child abuse you could ever imagine. Just like Boogie's recollections, there were so many strange or conflicting claims and worst of all, this sickening exploitative tone. You could feel the author's sick pleasure glistening off the pages of abuse descriptions. The victimhood he was perversely basking in. Then I came across a NYTimes article on the author ("Dysfunction for Dollars") and felt so validated, just like when I found this thread that had been documenting all the inconsistencies in Boogie's abuse claims

Spoiler: nytimes article

Dysfunction For Dollars​

''It's not about the books,'' he says. ''My fans are buying the DNA of Dave.'' Dave Pelzer is sitting in the lobby of the Hilton in Daytona Beach, Fla., watching college girls in bikinis run by. He's a vaguely good-looking man, vaguely nerdy, with a squinting, almost spinsterish smile. ''I was shy with girls,'' he says. ''At 21, I had this girl in my room. I poured her a glass of wine, turned around, and she was taking her shirt off. I said, 'I guess it's all right to kiss you.'''
Pelzer, 41, the author of three autobiographical books and one self-help book, is on his spring speaking and book-signing tour. Daytona is one of the bigger cities on his route; most of his stops are in smaller towns. After a speech in the morning in Daytona Beach, then a book signing later that day, he will leave at 1 a.m., drive two hours to Orlando Airport, catch a 6 a.m. flight to Butte, Mont., and then fly to North Platte, Neb.
''I did 'Oprah' in January,'' he says. ''My books got a little bounce, but Oprah's not enough to make the New York Times best-seller list.'' Pelzer is a man who is fairly obsessed with the New York Times best-seller list. His first three books have been on The Times's nonfiction paperback list for a combined total of 448 weeks, which is unprecedented in the paper's record-keeping. The books are protected there, like squalling eaglets that refuse to leave the nest, primarily by bulk sales. These are large single purchases of hundreds or thousands of copies of a book from bookstores or online booksellers. They can significantly inflate an author's sales and are denoted by daggers on the Times list. Late last year, all of Pelzer's books fell off the list; then in late January his first three books miraculously reappeared in almost the identical spots they had held for years.
Pelzer is relentless in peddling his books. He speaks more than 270 days a year, and after many of his talks he sells copies of his books to the crowd assembled there. To watch him work is to be put in mind of those itinerant preachers of the early part of last century. They traveled the dusty back roads of America, put up their revival tents in an open field and then laid on hands and healed, or swindled, their believers. In Pelzer's case, how much he is healing or how much he is swindling is unclear and depends in large part on whether or not you believe the horrific story he has so profitably told and retold and continues, day after day, to tell.

''A Child Called 'It,''' Pelzer's first and biggest book, was published by Health Communications Inc., a publisher of self-help books in Deerfield Beach, Fla. Pelzer claims he got no advance and received net royalties of only 3 to 7 percent, but his contract at H.C.I. showed that he got 15 to 20 percent of the net sale of each book. ''David's always complaining we don't appreciate him,'' says the company's publisher, Peter Vegso. ''David's a professional victim. I haven't a clue if his abuse stories are true, but we kept his book in stock when it wasn't selling. Then Dave got on Montel Williams, and there was an instant demand.''
''A Child Called 'It,''' a curious book told through the eyes of Pelzer as a small child, age 4 to 12, has spent 215 weeks and counting on the best-seller list. Over the course of 160 pages, Pelzer tells how his mother, Catherine, burns David's arm over the kitchen stove, smears a feces-stained diaper in his face, makes him vomit and then eat it, stabs him in the stomach, starves him for 10 days, makes him drink ammonia and separates him from his four brothers, who never witness his abuse.
What makes the book a riveting read for people with a taste for the subject are Pelzer's vivid descriptions of his abuse. The stabbing is dragged out over 13 pages. It begins: ''a sharp pain erupted from just above my stomach . . . a warm sensation flowing from my chest . . . where dark red blood pumped out . . . pain ripped through my ribs and blood seeped through my ragged T-shirt . . . pinched the slit. . . . I saw a yellowish-white substance begin to ooze from the red, angry gash. . . . I wiped away the pus . . . until blood seeped through.''
His second book, ''The Lost Boy'' (which was published by H.C.I. in 1997 and has spent 160 weeks on the list), chronicles Pelzer's experiences in foster homes. These are dull by comparison, so Pelzer devotes significant space in ''The Lost Boy'' to rehashing the abuse incidents from his earlier book, as well as adding some newly remembered scenes, like the time his mother made him eat dog feces. In a recent interview, he offered even more details, saying that it was dog feces ''with worms'' and that his mother had stabbed him not in the stomach but ''in the heart.'' Pelzer calls himself ''a storyteller,'' and it is hard not to read or listen to his stories and think that this description may be a little too on target, that his m.o. is to tell a story, gauge the response to it and then embellish until that story reaches the limits of believability.
After ''The Lost Boy,'' Pelzer left H.C.I., saying he got no respect at the publishing house, and signed two contracts with Dutton (hardcover) and Plume (paperback) that amounted to $800,000. In ''A Man Named Dave'' (his third book, published in 1999, which has spent 73 weeks on the best-seller list), Pelzer moves away from the subject of his childhood and adolescence. He joins the Air Force, begins speaking publicly on child abuse, marries, has a son, divorces and marries Marsha Donohoe, his editor at H.C.I. Still, Pelzer seems either to know what his readers want or is fixated on revisiting his past, and he again rehashes abuse scenes from ''A Child Called 'It.''' He also adds a new wrinkle, self-pity. He is rejected by his fellow airmen and his neighbors, who think of him as ''a pasty white geek'' because he doesn't drink, smoke or take drugs as they do. And his wife, Patsy (Pelzer's pseudonym), constantly belittles his writing. She says of ''A Child Called 'It''': ''That's a depressing title. It's about you, isn't it?''

He responds: ''Let's just say it's a story about a kid who never quit.''
Patsy is quoted in the book as saying the volume is full of garbage and that ''you're a liar.'' After his divorce, Pelzer meets Marsha, who, he writes, ''believed in this book. . . . with all [her] heart.''
In ''Help Yourself,'' Pelzer's most recent book (published in 2000; two months on the business best-seller list before falling off, apparently for good), Pelzer returns yet again to the vivid abuse scenes from his first book, using them as a way of setting up various trite lessons: Don't be a ''pleasaholic.'' Learn to ''psychologically purge.'' ''Life isn't fair.''
The bellman at the Hilton appears with a cart loaded with boxes of Pelzer's books. Pelzer says, ''Thank you, sir,'' and tips the man. He calls all men ''sir,'' he says, because ''people will do anything for you if you call them sir.''
Pelzer opens the boxes and begins signing the books, adding a smiley face to each signature. ''I buy thousands of books a year,'' he says. ''I get a discount.'' He looks up. ''Oh, but I don't do it to pump up my best-seller list,'' he adds. Pelzer is a timid man, always one step from flight. He sees danger in every reaction to what he says and constantly restates himself. If questioned too forcefully on something he doesn't want to talk about, he checks his watch and says, ''I have to go.''
Pelzer frequently purchases his own books for his signings at a discount and then sells them at list price. It is not clear whether these sales alone keep his books on the best-seller lists. The big bookselling chains like Barnes & Noble and Borders, as well as huge stores like Wal-Mart and online sellers like Amazon, refuse to release specific sales numbers. So if they sell 10,000 copies of ''A Child Called 'It''' in a week, there is no way to know whether that was made up of bulk sales or the combined individual sales from all their stores. Still, those 10,000 books would be tallied for best-seller purposes.

Pelzer's wife, Marsha, who is also the vice president of Pelzer's company, D-Esprit, says all the books her husband sells come from ''our personal stock, which we buy from his publishers.'' But Pelzer admits he buys his books from bookstores, and Vegso of H.C.I. says Pelzer buys only a little more than 1,000 copies each of ''A Child Called 'It''' and ''The Lost Boy'' from him in a year.
''He may be buying his books from Amazon,'' says Vegso. ''He's not buying enough from us to cover his speaking engagements.''
The crowds at Pelzer's speaking engagements range from ''300 to 3,000 people,'' Marsha says. ''He speaks two to three times a day. We sell books to 25 percent of the crowd.'' By that accounting, Pelzer is selling between 40,000 and 400,000 of his own books, which does not include, he says, ''the thousands I give away to kids.'' If these numbers are even roughly correct, then Pelzer is singlehandedly keeping his books on the best-seller list, influencing it in the same way that David Vise, author of ''The Bureau and the Mole,'' was accused of doing when he bought 20,000 copies of his book from Barnesandnoble.com.
''We call it back-of-the-room selling,'' says Christine Belleris, H.C.I.'s editorial director. ''When Marsha worked for us, she went to hear David speak, and we heard she was selling his books in the back of the room, which we frown on. Then she quit, and he hired her.''
Pelzer, still signing books, takes out a photo of his wife, an attractive redhead. ''Oh, she's a hard-nosed lady,'' he says. Then he adds: ''I wish this book was in a lot more hands. A psychiatrist said it was deep, like Norman Vincent Peale meets Clint Eastwood. It is the best tome I ever penned. It's being taught at Harvard and was a Pulitzer Prize nominee.''

Pelzer's hardcover publisher, Dutton, has no record of the book being taught at Harvard. As for the Pulitzer nomination, it is true that Dutton submitted two of Pelzer's books to the Pulitzer committee, though that doesn't qualify it as a Pulitzer ''nominee.'' The committee receives 800 unsolicited books a year and accepts them all without critical comment. Theoretically, the committee would accept Pelzer's grocery list as long as he filled out the proper forms and paid a $50 fee. These books are called ''entries or submissions.'' Only the final three, short-listed books can truly be called ''Pulitzer Prize nominees,'' and Pelzer's books have never made that list.
It is almost 11 p.m., and Pelzer is still signing books in the lobby. ''Did you know John Grisham sold his first book out of his truck?'' he says. ''It's honorable. I learned from Arnold Schwarzenegger, too, that it's O.K. to be pluggish. It's about Arnold's DNA. My DNA is Dave. There's a lot of Dave mania when I speak.'' At 11 the next morning, Pelzer is meeting and greeting his fans in the Hilton lobby. They are mostly women, mostly social workers, dressed in pants suits and long summer dresses. Pelzer has spread out his books on a table where a woman is selling them for list price. Pelzer will make a profit, and he will be paid for his speech, although he won't say how much. His fee, the coordinator of the event told me, is $7,000, plus expenses.
In the lecture hall, Pelzer is introduced as ''a survivor of a horrendous childhood, a Pulitzer Prize nominee, whose books have been on the New York Times best-seller list for eight years.''
Pelzer steps to the podium and asks, ''If you're all here, who the hell's taking care of the children?'' The women laugh. Then he does impersonations: Clinton, Jethro from ''The Beverly Hillbillies,'' Dr. Evil and, finally, Arnold, with his thick, Austrian accent. He segues from his comic impersonations (''I'm the Robin Williams of child abuse,'' Pelzer says) into stories of his own abuse and ends with the platitude, ''Everyone has issues. In my mom's day, there was no Oprah to help her purge her issues.''
He is the Elmer Gantry of the 21st century, selling his books, his abuse, his platitudes, the DNA of Dave, an afternoon of laughter, some praise and a nice lunch on a day away from the office. ''You do such good work,'' he says, ''and you get no credit.'' An entire room of teased and bouffant hairdos nods in agreement.

After his speech, Pelzer hugs and kisses his fans in the lobby. His books are almost sold out when Gail Biro picks one up. ''It's unbelievable the child survived,'' she says. (Pelzer refers to himself in his books as ''the child,'' which is what he says his mother called him when she wasn't calling him ''it.'') ''I believed it all,'' she adds. ''But I identify more with Dave than his books.''
Pelzer's fans believe his books, you suspect, because they want to believe in Dave, in his recovery from such unimaginable horrors and in the power of their own compassion. According to Trevor Dolby, his British publisher, ''It's being bought by people who don't normally read books.'' It shows in his writing, which is filled with clichés. He writes that someone's ''mouth nearly fell to the carpet,'' a ''head spun around like a top'' and ''his hands rattled.''
A close reading of Pelzer's books leaves other readers with the impression that they may not be entirely true. Pelzer has an exquisite recall of his abuse, but almost no recall of anything that would authenticate that abuse. His mother was of ''average size and appearance,'' he writes. ''I never could remember the color of her hair or eyes.'' Yet he recalls distinctly his childhood bruises: ''dark circles of purple bruises faded on top of fresh rings of blue bruises.'' He can't explain his mother's psychological motivation for abusing him but not abusing any of his four brothers, other than to say, ''She had not dealt with her unresolved issues.'' And of the six people who might have witnessed his abuse firsthand, Pelzer gives pseudonyms to the four who are still alive -- his brothers. (He refuses to give journalists their real names or phone numbers because, he says, ''I want to protect their privacy.'')
I spoke with one of Pelzer's younger brothers, Stephen, 40, who was stricken with Bell's palsy as a child and whose speech is slightly slurred. Stephen denies his mother abused David or burned him or forced him to eat dog feces. ''Please!'' he says. ''That never happened.'' As a witness to the stabbing incident, Stephen says: ''I saw mom cutting food when David grabbed her arm and got a small cut from the knife. There wasn't even any blood, yet he screamed, 'Mommy stabbed me!'''
Stephen says David wasn't ostracized from the family, but that ''he was very close to me and Robert,'' the oldest brother. ''We were 'The Three Musketeers.' But David had to be the center of attention. He was a hyper, spoiled brat.''

Pelzer's grandmother, Ruth Cole, 92, remembers him as a ''disruptive kid, only interested in himself, with big ideas of grandeur.'' She says he bragged that celebrities, like Chuck Yeager, would be at his and Patsy's wedding. ''But it was just a few family members in the garage,'' she says. ''His books should be in the fiction section.''
Stephen adds that he thinks his brother was taken away from the family because ''he started a fire and was caught shoplifting. He was out of control. Even the Air Force didn't want him.'' Stephen claims Dave was discharged on psychological grounds.
When Pelzer learned that Stephen said this, he refuted it by producing a form from the Department of Veterans Affairs saying he had received an honorable discharge. ''Everyone sees things differently,'' Pelzer says. ''Besides,'' he adds, in a claim that seemed to me to be completely untrue, ''Stephen is semiretarded.''
That evening, Pelzer is driving toward Barnes & Noble. ''I thought my speech was a seven and a half,'' he says of his talk that day. ''You just want to make them happy.'' His cellphone rings. He answers it, nods, says ''Roger!'' and clicks off. ''Marsha used to fantasize, 'Dave Pelzer, No. 1 New York Times best seller,''' he says. He shakes his head. ''Now I don't want to screw up when my mojo's going good.''
Inside Barnes & Noble, the manager, Tina, is nodding into her phone, ''Yes, I understand.'' She hangs up and says to Pelzer, ''Your wife was giving me instructions on how to introduce you.''

Pelzer says, ''Just say, 'H-e-e-e-e-re's D-a-a-a-a-ve!'''
In a corner of the store's vast, well-lighted space, Tina has set up folding chairs facing a table piled high with Pelzer's books. All 40 chairs are occupied. ''Dave's books empower my 13-year-olds because he survived, and they think they can, too,'' Carleen, a social worker, says. A lone man wearing thick-lensed glasses says, ''I found the abuse fascinating.'' Traci, a country-and-western-looking woman, is sitting in the last row, sobbing. ''Dave's an inspiration to me,'' she says. ''I'm in therapy for abuse. 'A Child Called ''It''' was the first book I read in a while.''
Pelzer begins his talk, saying, ''Kids read my books and clean up their room because they're afraid Mrs. Pelzer will baby-sit them.'' The audience laughs. ''I'm not here to plug my books,'' he adds, ''but I've been on the New York Times best-seller list for 200 weeks.''
After he finishes, he takes questions. ''Is anyone going to make a movie of your life?'' a woman wants to know.
''Some heavy hitters are interested,'' he says.
''Like who?'' she asks.
''I can't say.''
Finally, the audience lines up to buy books and chat with Dave. They touch the sleeve of his jacket as if it were the shroud of Turin. ''Oh, look!'' a woman exclaims. ''A smiley face!'' Pelzer stays for hours. He has inexhaustible, almost manic energy. When his last fan is gone, he says, ''I try to make people feel good about themselves.''
Late that evening, Pelzer sits down to dinner in the Hilton dining room. ''I like to eat at the end of the day,'' he says. ''It makes me feel I earned my food. My success comes from hard work. And because I've stayed below the radar screen.'' He finishes, orders a whiskey sour and lights a cigar. He relaxes, as much as a man can who never lets down his guard and whose mojo, as monitored each week by the New York Times best-seller list, is constantly in peril. ''It's not that I'm a control freak,'' Pelzer says. ''I'm scared the other shoe's gonna fall. What if I screw up and lose everything?''
It's after midnight, and Pelzer takes the last few puffs of his cigar. Then he gets up and prepares to hit the road, heading toward Butte and North Platte, where he'll drive down the back roads, unfold his tent and hawk his wares.

It's well worth the read. It captures the essence of what Boogie would've been if he wasn't such an immobile fat fuck. This is the author Dave Pelzer. An alternative reality Boogie


Also Boogie's claimed that his mom threw a knife at him? That's interesting because the paramount abuse claim from "A Child Called It" is that the author's mother threw a knife at him. I wouldn't be surprised if he's read that book and has been tempted to lift parts of it for himself. The book's title comes from the author's abusive mother calling him an "it" instead of "him" or "boy." Exact kind of corny melodrama that's totally on brand for Boogie. I can literally hear Boogie's dramatic fake woe-is-me voice peddling this to a captivated Ethan and Hila on an H3H3 episode

 

[Kankichi Ryotsu]

Boogie would make the worst security guard ever. If you do something wrong all you have to do is walk at a leisurely pace and he will never catch up with you.

 

[DocMorbis]

Usually people who are desperate for a job so they can pay a mortgage that they clearly fucked up royaly on would say this when going for the "fake", "acted", "Andy kaufman" interview.

Hell, I'm not desperate to pay my mortgage( because I'm not a fucking tard) and I put every miniscule detail when applying/interviewing for a job.

Unless, this is bs after the backlash from his tweet bitching about having to go to appointments at 8AM.

"This." Stfu fatty you haven't worked a day in your life. Probably don't have a lot of time to start either
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Oh Boogie worked security alright... working security at the Golden Corral Buffet table.

 

[Incel Death Note]

Usually people who are desperate for a job so they can pay a mortgage that they clearly fucked up royaly on would say this when going for the "fake", "acted", "Andy kaufman" interview.

Hell, I'm not desperate to pay my mortgage( because I'm not a fucking tard) and I put every miniscule detail when applying/interviewing for a job.

Unless, this is bs after the backlash from his tweet bitching about having to go to appointments at 8AM.

"This." Stfu fatty you haven't worked a day in your life. Probably don't have a lot of time to start either
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Worked in a kitchen wat were you the surface. Spongebob flipping on you. He's fat is the joke.

 

[Incel Death Note]

Boogie would make the worst security guard ever. If you do something wrong all you have to do is walk at a leisurely pace and he will never catch up with you.

Stop! aaah nevermind... my legs are full of fluid I can't be chasing every rascal. HEY. HEY STOP- ehhh. whatever. My swivel chair sounds creaky I don't want to test it.

 

[Mister Mint]

Boogie would make the worst security guard ever. If you do something wrong all you have to do is walk at a leisurely pace and he will never catch up with you.

He'd love it because after trying to catch a thief and utterly failing he could spin it as him being charitable "Oh yeah, I thought 'hey, maybe they need to feed their family' so I let them go. I don't want to stand in the way of a happy Christmas for an underprivileged family."

 

[Chainsaw Juggler]

The whole "farmers trying to be life coaches for the cows" angle that Mutahar mentioned is kind of cringe. We've seen Boogie do this song and dance before with his weight loss and then his personality issues. He is constantly claiming that he's fixed things when nothing gets fixed. If the farmers really want to provide some entertainment then they'll go after Boogie on one of the issues that he is unwilling to rescind any comments on. If they really want to make Boogie squirm, have a lexicon of Boogie's real lies around one of his big lies, like the rape claims. Take YaBoi's megapost on the rape allegations and start calling him out on inconsistencies.

I doubt any of the farmers will go there though. The whole podcast series is very performative as I see it so far, everyone wants to make fun of Boogie but they also want to keep him in tow and it's very obvious still that behind the scenes Boogie has a lot of control over the content. I guess I'll see where things go with episode 3 but so far it's missing that real edge you see when Boogie actually gets called out and angry on his lies.

 

[Marc83]

Replying to @peach tea " I don’t think that he made all of it up, but I also don’t believe that it was as bad as he says it was. I think that for him, there was more potential to begin with and it was exasperated by whatever happened to him at the time."

The most he's gotten his brother to admit to live on a phone call (his birthday a few years ago) was when mom hit bro in the face with a lunchbox and gave him a bloody nose. The way Boogie brought it up was in a bragging sort of way, his brother replied something to the effect "Yea but I had it coming", which kinda went against the abusive mom angle. It turns out he went to a concert in high school and came home plastered out of his mind (according to him) and some sort of argument lead up to it. This is a good example of what @DontEatThat_2.0 said yesterday "When it comes to his past stories, theres always a nugget of truth in a mountain of bullshit he spews."

 

[Blackstar]

I could imagine Boogie working security. Just tell him that the person running out of the store stole Mountain Dew and he'll chase them down in seconds.

 

[Jasper2K]

Usually people who are desperate for a job so they can pay a mortgage that they clearly fucked up royaly on would say this when going for the "fake", "acted", "Andy kaufman" interview.

Hell, I'm not desperate to pay my mortgage( because I'm not a fucking tard) and I put every miniscule detail when applying/interviewing for a job.

Unless, this is bs after the backlash from his tweet bitching about having to go to appointments at 8AM.

"This." Stfu fatty you haven't worked a day in your life. Probably don't have a lot of time to start either
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Really wish boogie would just roll over and die already. He's 50 now his life is over. He's to pathetic and sorry for himself to even try to help himself. The keemstar shit was easy money but he some how managed to fuck that up. I think it's really for the best that he passes on because it's just all down hill from here. Anyone who has ever tried to help him is not laughing at how pathetic he is.

 

[A Cardboard Box]

If you're such an altruistic person Boogie, why didn't you give all of your money to Chad before you blew it all on hookers?

Again, I want to reiterate, Boogie is on the record in January of 2019 as saying true altruism doesn't exist, all kind things anyone does comes from selfishness and serves another purpose.

 

[Kankichi Ryotsu]

The whole "farmers trying to be life coaches for the cows" angle that Mutahar mentioned is kind of cringe. We've seen Boogie do this song and dance before with his weight loss and then his personality issues. He is constantly claiming that he's fixed things when nothing gets fixed. If the farmers really want to provide some entertainment then they'll go after Boogie on one of the issues that he is unwilling to rescind any comments on. If they really want to make Boogie squirm, have a lexicon of Boogie's real lies around one of his big lies, like the rape claims. Take YaBoi's megapost on the rape allegations and start calling him out on inconsistencies.

I doubt any of the farmers will go there though. The whole podcast series is very performative as I see it so far, everyone wants to make fun of Boogie but they also want to keep him in tow and it's very obvious still that behind the scenes Boogie has a lot of control over the content. I guess I'll see where things go with episode 3 but so far it's missing that real edge you see when Boogie actually gets called out and angry on his lies.

Yeah I think it's a bit dishonest to be frank. The episode opens up with mutahar in his car saying how much he hates boogie only to say "well I don't actually hate him, I just have a lot of disdain!" is kinda gay, I don't think they should cut fatty any slack. He's a 50 year old grown ass man, it's not their responsibility to fix his problems and that's not why anyone is watching.

 

[WaveBreak]

Yeah I think it's a bit dishonest to be frank. The episode opens up with mutahar in his car saying how much he hates boogie only to say "well I don't actually hate him, I just have a lot of disdain!" is kinda gay, I don't think they should cut fatty any slack. He's a 50 year old grown ass man, it's not their responsibility to fix his problems and that's not why anyone is watching.

I think that might be mike clum getting to him. mike was on his podcast and essentially changed the narrative. noticed muta didn’t really know what to do. and those other two guys -especially the non-anime guy- are dead weight. In a perfect world this wouldn’t happen. but it is happening. muta should’ve just countered mike, but you can tell he was holding back. we’re not getting anywhere playing boogies narrative. I know it makes sense business wise, but jesus christ, this is one of the biggest losers + hateful motherfuckers i’ve ever heard about. Fucking let him know that you know. Tommy C really dissapointed me GET OFF HIS DICK you fucking loser. Tommy had so much potential but he prefers to be keemstars, in fact anyone’s bitch. even boogie’s bitch! imagine sucking boogie dick! tommy, you are 47 ! I have no clue how to word this but wow. just wow

 

[thanksforthelaughs]

Pinned comment he made on his recent Makeover vid. Does anyone know what he said before the edit?

(Apologies if this was already brought up in the forum and I missed it)

 

[YaBoi]

@boner_alert "Also Boogie's claimed that his mom threw a knife at him? That's interesting because the paramount abuse claim from "A Child Called It" is that the author's mother threw a knife at him. I wouldn't be surprised if he's read that book and has been tempted to lift parts of it for himself. The book's title comes from the author's abusive mother calling him an "it" instead of "him" or "boy." Exact kind of corny melodrama that's totally on brand for Boogie. I can literally hear Boogie's dramatic fake woe-is-me voice peddling this to a captivated Ethan and Hila on an H3H3 episode"

Boogie has claimed that his mother smashed through his bedroom door using a hammer and likened it to a scene from The Shining. He says that he likes reading Stephen King books. I remember he read the first chapter from the book he was writing and a lot of people likened it to Stephen King's writing. A friend of mine claims that one of Stephen King's writing techniques / tropes to make the audience hate a bad guy is to have the bad guy be cruel to dogs. Boogie frequently uses Sammy for sympathy and told Frank Hassle repeatedly and randomly to not hurt Sammy when he said he'd visit Boogie. Food for thought. Boogie also stole Adam the Woo's girl scout cookie story and was caught red handed by Adam.

(Knife story told from his brother's perspective)

The whole "farmers trying to be life coaches for the cows" angle that Mutahar mentioned is kind of cringe. We've seen Boogie do this song and dance before with his weight loss and then his personality issues. He is constantly claiming that he's fixed things when nothing gets fixed. If the farmers really want to provide some entertainment then they'll go after Boogie on one of the issues that he is unwilling to rescind any comments on. If they really want to make Boogie squirm, have a lexicon of Boogie's real lies around one of his big lies, like the rape claims. Take YaBoi's megapost on the rape allegations and start calling him out on inconsistencies.

I doubt any of the farmers will go there though. The whole podcast series is very performative as I see it so far, everyone wants to make fun of Boogie but they also want to keep him in tow and it's very obvious still that behind the scenes Boogie has a lot of control over the content. I guess I'll see where things go with episode 3 but so far it's missing that real edge you see when Boogie actually gets called out and angry on his lies.

The show's integrity is dubious at best. I listened to the podcast and Turkey Tom admits that he went to Boogie's house at some point to help him get his career back on track. Tom and Nick both admitted to making videos to help Boogie's career but stopped when Boogie did something extremely retarded (I forget what exactly). Mutahar had no idea about the swatting saga. Tom and Boogie frequently DM each other apparently. However, I do want to say that Nick and Muta both warned Tom that he was being manipulated by Boogie with the DMs and house visit. Tom was trying to rationalize that Boogie was trying to be a better person, but then they both said that this is exactly what Boogie wants. Tom then agreed that it was manipulative.

Boogie is such a fucking predator. It's like watching one of those nature documentaries where a large creature is just standing there and a python slowly but surely wraps itself around the creature,, immobilizing it before crushing it to death. It's incredible that someone like Tom who covers lolcows allows this to happen to himself.

 

[AnarchyJin]

https://youtu.be/2rTMSxHZ40U

Booige Vid

 

[Sicilian1984]

I want to see Cyrax and Chris Chan on the lowcow podcast interacting with Boogie and Richard.

 

[Hotel in Minsk]

Because Steven has a very real autism diagnosis that results in him being unable to recognize basic and otherwise obvious social queues, I thought I'd go ahead and do ol' Boogs a favor. It is clear as day that this hairdresser is so undeniably into you. Whatever game it is you're working here? Embarrassing to admit, but safe to say those of us on the Farms are taking notes.

Look at the commanding confidence being projected as Steven closes his eyes tight to get through speaking a full sentence to this woman. Someone get Tariq on the phone.

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Spoiler: "I will be honest with you..."