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Looks like everyone's favorite ass-clown still can't get over the fact that somebody as dumb as me made him look like a moron in a public forum.  So what else is there for a lanky, self-righteous prick to do in order to protect what's left of his good but laughably silly name?  If you guessed "revenge via legal repercussions," then you win a buck, partner!  Meanwhile, in this completely bat-shit insane message, sent by Mr. Self Destruct himself about two months after his initial meltdown, he accuses me of provoking people "and then crying like a little sissy" (right after the part where he says I'll run and file a lawsuit against him if he ever meets me in person and vomits on me [?]).  Hard to believe somebody this stable and centered would contradict himself or his beliefs, eh?

I never intended to post this new message, partly because it's so crazy, I almost feel bad for the guy; partly because I knew not responding to it would get his goat; and partly because, unlike some people, I know how to let go . . .

But then the Sabster up and lodged a formal complaint to US LEC, the parent company of Planet Sick-Boy's online host, about the content found in The Saby Files.  I guess he must have Google'd himself, found a picture of a giant, bleeding hemorrhoid instead of links to all of his super-cool writing, and freaked right the frick out.  US LEC's General Counsel says the hemorrhoid image was "indecent and potentially slanderous," but had no problem with the rest of the mockery.

Instead of spending this site's non-existent revenue stream on attorneys with sharp teeth (who would have eventually determined Saby-Bashing is protected by law because his scary writing talent makes him a public figure, and therefore, an acceptable target for parody), we've simply moved it over to this sister site in the Popick Universal universe.  When asked how often people lodge complaints over online content, the US LEC GC replied, "very rarely."  But being rare is one of the many things that makes Our Little Saby the very best that he can be.

I should point out that the Sabapotamus, on a spectacular crying-like-a-little-sissy jag, also complained about myself and my WBER Friday Morning Show cohorts mentioning him on the air (where this whole thing started).  We're no longer allowed to mention His Royal Grumpiness, presumably because his long, rambling messages scared the crap out of everyone there.  See?  Being crazy does has its benefits.  Yet another example of how Saby supports censorship while crying "Hitler!" whenever anyone doesn't fall into line with his own personal moral crusade.

Additionally, here's an update on the "mutual friends" Plankton Breath and I are supposed to share: Every person who has contacted me with any kind of knowledge of this guy -- intimate or otherwise -- says he's a nutter, and that he has sent each of them long, rambling messages to complain about me.  The rest presumably exist only in his drug-addled mind.  Meanwhile, all of my friends insist I check in with them every 30 minutes because they're convinced Chimp Boy is going to burn down my house.  America: What a country!

One more thing: Once The Saby Files hit the internets, Boy Wonder's site (with the original letter -- yes, it was long and rambling -- he sent to WBER that kick-started this whole stupid thing) vanished into thin air.

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Newcomers: Start from the beginning, with the original installment of The Saby Files.