And Just So We're Clear

According to Kevyn Jacobs:

Voted for Obama? Babykiller!

Actual babykiller? I'm so proud!

YOU. ARE. GUILTY.

WoofTease Update

We received a couple of updates regarding the WoofTease/Club Cub non-profit scandal currently in progress.

The first update came on September 20th, when it looked like the problem had sorted itself out, much to the disappointment of drama bears everywhere.

“Project Halo, Dustin Slate and myself sat down for a meeting and agreed that we would not escelate [sic] this issue any further. Project Halo and ClubCub have reached an agreement that honors the donation promised, and after reviewing all 2009 finacial [sic] records Dustin has agreed that there were no misappropriation of funds. Any further action is a result of the State of NC and no longer involves Halo or Myself.”

However, due to ongoing lies and sockpuppet faggotry from Rex Mumea and Dustin Slate in the comments section of the original QNotes article, Project HALO is pursuing legal recourse. Money quote from Project HALO’s Rhonda Thomas:

I had an interesting meeting with Dustin Slate yesterday. He wants me to issue a statement apologizing for the “harm” done to Club Cub. Are you freaking kidding me?! Dustin, this is my response to the statement that I signed yesterday where I promised I would contact you on 9/23/10. If you and Rex are going to use this forum to spew your lies and pathetically try to defend yourself then so will I. Dustin, I actually felt sorry for you. I thought you might be the victim but that’s no longer the case. You were obviously well coached yesterday but I’m no dumbass. The $100 check you left on my table is still there and will not be cashed. I’m not attending your Pity Party ever again. Everything from here on out will done through the attorneys and/or the court system.

And just to turn this update into a big, self-referential circle jerk, here's a photo of Club Crabs attendees Jamie, on the left, and comicbookcub (aka boogercub) on the right, both of whom already have their own Bear Drama entries. Enjoy.

PedoByrnes

Bear Drama received an anonymous email.

I will give you what is probably the biggest news your blog has never posted in exchange for your identity.

A founding father of the modern day bear community has been a very very very bad boy... at least he wanted to be until Chris Hansen showed up.

Deal?

Four days later, bingo. It turns out that the lead was true. I present you with International Mr. Bear 1999, the sole creator of  The International Bear Brotherhood Flag, and our very own Pedobear: Craig Byrnes.

GRIDS Dispenser Dispenses Lies

Journal deletion in 5, 4, 3, 2...

UPDATE: Journal deleted.
FURTHER UPDATE: he came back!

Twice a year, the Dallas Bears throw a pool party to benefit AIDS Services of Dallas and/or the Dallas Food Pantry. Attendees are asked to donate one non-perishable food item, or a daily hygiene product. Voluntary tips at the open bar go to the AIDS Interfaith Network.

I know, what assholes, right? At least, that's what Roy Buckingham (seen here posing with another GRIDS dispenser) would have us believe.

Roy misrepresented the situation so massively in his journal that it took a full day for people to figure out what the fuck he was talking about. Because he COULDN'T POSSIBLY be talking about the charity pool party. Right?

Right, Roy?

"Silent Bob" Implies SILENCE

Oh dear. Paramount went and remade our beloved Trek. This can only result in NERD RAGE.

HeyZeusHCristoAlmighty!!!

A More Appropriate Nickname Never Existed

Mooch.

The boy... he has problems, not the least of which is an almost total lack of perspective.

Back in 2001, Mooch arranged for his ultra-cake fantasy to come true by becoming a kept boy. He moved in with two bears in NYC. They would cover rent, expenses, everything. His end of the bargain? DO ANYTHING.

Pick up around the apartment. Sort laundry. Dust.

If you can't do any of that, at least snag a low-wage job. Volunteer. Fill your days with something. SOMETHING.

How long do you think it took him to fuck it up, and then lose his job, even after multiple second chances?

The Home For Wayward Cubs

Useless meth-hag Erik Galston (aka comicbookcub) screws up and finds himself homeless. Again. No problem; Matt runs a shelter, and promptly arrives at the center of drama. Again.

Guess how it ends? Go on, guess. But at least Erik didn't steal Matt's stuff and pawn it for drugs, like he did to his next boyfriend, and then the following boyfriend in California.

Erik's in Maryland now, and running out of states. The clock is ticking. What's next, Erik? Guam?