TheSquealer

At the end of the day, he's just an old man in a small rented cottage in a rural area of Brno who was driving a red ford escort and who had a "studio" which was just a cheap space in an industrial crappy area/building, decorated by shitty IKEA furniture. A dirty, shitty space that he said he was planning to rent to major companies like Private for shoots for 1000's and 1000's per day. That was one of many completely insane conversations I had with him. Talking to him about the projects he was excited about, like him launching his paysites or anything else was like watching a retard explain that he is flying to Mars because he is going to build a spaceship in his garage. It was amusing for a while. Then, after a while, it was just sort of sad.

Obviously, we know where all these big plans, wonderful knowledge and expertise got him... bitter and broke, blaming every problem in his life on tube sites, as he keeps explaining how awesome he is at everything, how everyone else is so dumb and at the same time, his sites and content still looks like it was all shot and abandoned 10 years or more ago.

But then again,... how do I know? I was never there. We never talked about business, never agreed to anything and none of this ever happened. I've never ridden in his little red car. I've never been to his shitty studio. I've never been to his little 2 story rented cottage surrounded by farm land. I never sat with him in a little shopping mall watching him stare down young girls, licking his lips and making other obvious and bizarre and inappropriate gestures while talking quite loudly about how good each one of them would be to fuck and film, all to be overheard by passersby... made worse by the fact that he was the only person speaking English and speaking loudly at that. And I was never seriously disturbed by his lack of professionalism, bizarre ideas and gargantuan ego.