Okay, folks, time to buy a space in the pool.
Let me get this straight:
The job in New Mexico didn’t work out. Wonder why?
Rebranding didn’t work out. Wonder why?
Relationship didn’t work out? Wonder why?
Everyone get out your Feldtcharts of Failure to calculate when he loses his next gig. I think the pool is going to be pretty big this time!
Update: Since he shut down his twitter, I added a screen shot from my Tweetdeck to ensure those tweets don’t get lost.
And I have a few more questions:
How does this play out with your Stage IV Progressive Parkinson’s Disease?
Are you going to be allowed to lay down every ten minutes?
Do they know you write about satire and parody using poop and sex with men and boy scouts?
Anyone want to bet he’s being forced to move and will have to live his life in a very different way?