Dr Bokman wife Judy under attack now from SCM

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

The Truth Hurts sounds like the alter ego of someone in the mix from the former GSY Hmmmm....

You never know! You may be on to ''something''

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

Everything is being monitored and documented.

Bahahahaha DOCUMENTED  
GO pray to your mother's soul for your final moments with her and what a piece of shit MUTT son you were! F$cking thief!!

[Gaagoots]

Gaag, come on dude, aren't you smarter than that?
Shit for Brains isn't a serious poster.
Do you also believe that I am Mike Petrelli?
Let's be serious, we have different chromosomes for fucks sake.

No I don’t believe you’re Mike. One thing about Mike he makes no qualms who he is.

[Ignorance Is Bliss]

Bahahahaha DOCUMENTED  
GO pray to your mother's soul for your final moments with her and what a piece of shit MUTT son you were! F$cking thief!!

Shaddap stooooooooooooooo ooooopid.

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

Shaddap stooooooooooooooo ooooopid.

That's all you got, Mutt? You know who this is and you can spew your bullshit all you want on here to TRY to make yourself appear to be the victim...but you ''victimized'' us and your family for the last time, you piece of SHIT. The house of cards is coming down.

[Ignorance Is Bliss]

You say I was begging for money at my mother's bedside when she died. Who was there? I want each name. You have 10 minutes. BTW. I am far from being a victim.

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

You say I was begging for money at my mother's bedside when she died. Who was there? I want each name. You have 10 minutes. BTW. I am far from being a victim.

Mutt, YOU that I know everything about your entire life and I got ALL the time in the World. F*ck you and your 10 minutes

[Ignorance Is Bliss]

Time's up stooooooopid. First. The IRS takes text messages? 
Now you want the real story? Ok. I don't mind. You say three days before my mother tragically died I was begging her for money? Actually, I walked in my parents house. She was maybe 80lbs after years of issues mostly with her lungs. On the couch with my father forcing her nebulizer into her face. Yelling at her. I took it from him said go away let me do it. He kept cursing I said to her I will hold it away from you take what you can I know it makes you feel sick. She was already dead. How she held on I have no idea. I was standing over her just letting her not feel sick from the nebulizer. For the first time in my life she looked up at me helpless. Said...Michael please make it stop. Now you wanna know what I said you lowlife piece of fucking trash? I told her you can go. We are all ok. The kids are all ok. When you are ready you go. Now do you know what that means you fucking piece of slime? That night they took her away. She nosedived. So the next day which was a Friday they brought her to Garnet. They immediately started what I called the induced morphine death. Basically in a coma for two days with one exception. She is came to for a few seconds not long before she died on Sunday to tell her husband she loved him. Yeah. You fucking scumbag bottom feeding shit kicking trash. She died Sunday afternoon. Know who was there to see me begging a woman in a coma for money? My kids My nephew. My sister and her husband. My ex. My father. David Hosking and his girl. My brother and his wife. Now go on and post again. You won't get a response. As for all the other stories? I can guarantee you that you are ALL fucked and have no idea the shit storm you created for yourselves. Just keep typing and talking. Literally digging yourselves deeper.

P.S. know what she loved most? The horses. Her dogs. The animals. And she would be pissing herself laughing watching what I am doing to you horse abusing and killing douchebags right now.

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

Time's up stooooooopid. First. The IRS takes text messages? 
Now you want the real story? Ok. I don't mind. You say three days before my mother tragically died I was begging her for money? Actually, I walked in my parents house. She was maybe 80lbs after years of issues mostly with her lungs. On the couch with my father forcing her nebulizer into her face. Yelling at her. I took it from him said go away let me do it. He kept cursing I said to her I will hold it away from you take what you can I know it makes you feel sick. She was already dead. How she held on I have no idea. I was standing over her just letting her not feel sick from the nebulizer. For the first time in my life she looked up at me helpless. Said...Michael please make it stop. Now you wanna know what I said you lowlife piece of fucking trash? I told her you can go. We are all ok. The kids are all ok. When you are ready you go. Now do you know what that means you fucking piece of slime? That night they took her away. She nosedived. So the next day which was a Friday they brought her to Garnet. They immediately started what I called the induced morphine death. Basically in a coma for two death with one exception. She is came to for a few seconds not long before she died on Sunday to tell her husband she loved him. Yeah. You fucking scumbag bottom feeding shit kicking trash. She died Sunday afternoon. Know who was there to see me begging a woman in a coma for money? My kids My nephew. My sister and her husband. My ex. My father. David Hosking and his girl. My brother and his wife. Now go on and post again. You won't get a response. As for all the other stories? I can guarantee you that you are ALL fucked and have no idea the shit storm you created for yourselves. Just keep typing and talking. Literally digging yourselves deeper.

P.S. know what she loved most? The horses. Her dogs. The animals. And she would be pissing herself laughing watching what I am doing to you horse abusing and killing douchebags right now.

THIS IS ALL BULLSHIT. You act like you don't know who the fuck this is !!?? Keep it up , you fucking MUTT. We all fucking hate YOU - ME and the rest of us!! YOU said you were taking the check AND YOU FUCKING KNOW IT!!!!!!!!!!!

PS YOU FUCKING KNOW IT!!!!!! THE TRUTH HURTS !!!!!

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

Actually. You get one more response. I do know the 1000 you are talking about. Do I really have to say it? Yes she did get 1000 put on her card. And my father took it straight to the casino. Who you are means nothing to me. The Truth Hurts is right. You need some morphine yourself. Next post type in all caps. Makes it more desperate than you already are.

Stop blaming our father, MUTT.

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

Oh. So you're the person who called adult protective services on him. Ok. Or are you the other child he pulled a shotgun on?

Dad was a hard working , GOOD fucking man unlike you, you piece of shit. Mutt.

[Ignorance Is Bliss]

Lmao. Dad?  you just fucked up. 

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

Lmao. Dad?  you just fucked up. 

You've played dumb long enough, Mutt. For your information, I'm going on a podcast to expose you and your past from a family member's perspective. And yea, I said ''Dad'' , you Mutt.
PS I've been calling you a Mutt since you were knee high!!! and yeah, its me!!! When you get the balls, man up and give me a call.

[Ignorance Is Bliss]

You've played dumb long enough, Mutt. For your information, I'm going on a podcast to expose you and your past from a family member's perspective. And yea, I said ''Dad'' , you Mutt.
PS I've been calling you a Mutt since you were knee high!!! and yeah, its me!!! When you get the balls, man up and give me a call.

Oooooooooooooooh a podcast. 

[The REAL Frank Petrelli]

Oooooooooooooooh a podcast. 

Like I said, you MAN UP and call me. Enough of your bitch responses, we have unfinished business.