It’s hilarious listening to Ron “Cheap Rum, Bitters, and Life” Coddington bitch about “threatened lawsuits,” taking content down, and protecting his son’s name. For over two decades, Coddington and his kid have taken gleeful, unending fucking shots at me and anyone else who got in their way, like Bill Ganz.
Let’s talk about history. Twenty-five years ago, I had a highly tumultuous, toxic, and alcoholic relationship with a terrible person. Exposed a decade later by Cocaine Cowboy Dave Cody (fighting back for his grifting aunt, Sylvia Poitier), the Rum and Dumb Crew joyfully published my no-contact order violation from that era, painting me as a monster. They completely ignored the rest of the file: her felony charges, the fact that she ran me over with her Jeep, stole from me, kept my goods, or that she had her ex-boyfriend try to beat the living fuck out of me in a West Palm Beach bar. I kept my mouth shut because it was a private matter, and I wanted to move past it.
And yes, I intentionally violated a no-contact order… which, one will note, is exactly what Dumb Jr. did this past November.
Editor’s Note: Enjoy Day 1 out of 10,000 days I will make it my life’s work to promote this mugshot… Like Little Dick Weed and his threat to advertise Ganz’s lawn bill, I might even spend $2,000 on Facebook ads.
I raised my hand. I went before Judge D’Amico, took responsibility, apologized, and admitted I violated the law. There was no violence. I have never put my hands on a woman, and I never will. I was a goddamn drunk 25 years ago. I am not a drunk anymore, having given up booze in 2005.
But for 20 years, I’ve had to put up with this targeted bullshit. The second I blasted Ron DeSantis over the Bible bans, what miraculously appears on a State of Florida website via Christina Pushaw? My decades-old mugshot.
They don’t want to talk about Chaz Stevens who ran for mayor, who served on the Housing Authority, who helps the homeless, and who fights for good government. They want to talk about Cocaine Cody’s single mugshot from years ago.
Then we look at the 2017 dais. Bill Ganz, a truly decent and honorable guy, gets dragged through the mud because Corey snoops into a ledger to find out Bill is late on his yard bill. Guess what? I’m late on my lawn bill too—just ask Joe Miller. They use these petty, weaponized circle-jerks to control the narrative. And Howie, nothing against you, but you helped and aided these bad people as they ran wild.
Let’s be clear: I have empathy for tragedy. Coddington’s other son tragically died of an overdose. He had major struggles, and anyone with a heart feels for that. DumbRico made national news weaponizing COVID over it, and then eight months later, they’re throwing “Ron Rico” parties and bitching at the city for locking down public spaces. The level of hypocrisy is staggering.
So, Ron Coddington, fuck you. I am going to tear the bark off your son with my words. Gleefully, with zero remorse, show no quarter, as none was given to me.
I am going to repay every single piece of garbage you and your Facebook line-jerk claque—John, Pat, and the rest of that crew—have ever thrown at my family. Payback is going to be a real bitch, especially when you add interest.
You want to sue me, Ron? Call my attorney, Tom Wright. We’ll accept service. Heck, I’ll even mail you the $60 check for the process server.
I triple goddamn dare you.
You thundering cunt waffle.
