The Vice Blogger has done it once again. We all know that he is a talentless hack who could not think of an original idea on his own. So what does he do to further his non existent career? He writes a book (How to Fail) about someone else’s life pretending it was all a figment of his imagination. Why don’t you come clean Vice Blogger?

We here at Vice in the City were able to track down the real Stu Fish (the book’s main character). That man’s name is Stu Bird. Instead of Bird, the Vice Blogger just went with Fish! He just substituted one for the other. Here is what Stu Bird had to say about the situation:

“I met the Vice Blogger back in September of Twenty Aught Nine. I was at a bar (naturally), and he came up and sat besides me. At that point I was a good half dozen whiskey’s in. So the little bastard starts asking me all these questions. Next thing I know, I am telling him my life story. And all the while he is jotting stuff down on a notepad. I didn’t think nuttin of it at the time.

Then nearly a year later I meet up with the Vice Blogger at the same bar, promoting his new book. I tried to get a free one but the cheap bastard made me pay. I am not one to read books but I thought I would give it a looksy. That is when I found out that the book was about MY LIFE! He stole my stories and used them in the book as his own. I was infuriated.

Now at first I wanted to sue that jagoff. But since I cannot afford a lawyer I decided to do the next best thing and started “The Real Stu Fish Reality Bus Tour”. I reckon that people want to know the stories behind the stories. For only $37.50 people will get the tour, a pizza bagel, and a desert: a bite sized Three Musketeers (just like the real Stu Fish eats). Now the bus tour, which is real, takes you to places that, while they are real, they are not real in sense that they did not really happen to Stu Fish which is really me.”

For shame Vice Blogger!

Exclusive Video of Vice Blogger BDay bash

We here at Vice in the City have obtained exclusive video of the Vice Blogger celebrating his birthday and bringing terror to those all around him. His actions were so vile that his own sister had to leave in disgust.

The first video we see is of him and his fellow cohorts doing a shot and using foul language.

Next we see one of his so called friends being forced to do a shot and nearly puking.

And finally we have two videos of the Vice Blogger engaging in juvenile gut punching contests. In the first one he takes it to the gut and winces in pain. In the second he gets pay back and struts around like he is Mohammad Ali.

As you can see his behavior was flat out despicable. On top of that he broke a glass of beer and nearly started a fight by calling a guy a fagot. Real mature Vice Blogger. Finally (and rightfully so) he was told to leave. But reports said that as he wondered home drunk he was kicking things over along the way. What a horrible human being.

BREAKING NEWS

Vice in the City has just discovered the amazing, unbelievable, shocking truth about the Vice Bloggers “celebrity” girl friend. Recently the VBer claimed to have dated the Land O Lakes Girl. Well we all know the Land O Lakes girl is a cartoon Indian, so right then and there the story seemed fishy. So we sent our spies out to find the truth. And what did they find? Well the VBer did date a butter celeb. He wasnt lying about that. But to protect the innocent and his true love in life he used Land O Lakes when in reality it was the I Cant Believe Its Not Butter model. Yes Fabio! It all makes sense now as the VBer often talks about liking statuesque blondes. And he used to hang out at a Tranny bar. Well know we all know the truth.

Stormy Cs

Once again our spies caught up with the heinous Vice Blogger creating havoc in peoples lives.

First our spies found the VBer in Stout Bar near MSG. What drama did he cause? Here is what we overheard. The VBer was put in charge of getting tickets for his group of friends, four in total, to see the St Johns Redstorm play against the Syracuse Orange. Since the VBer is notoriously cheap, this was a shock to all of us here at Vice in the City. However he ended up weaseling his way out of one ticket. The VBer bought 3 tickets and told one of his friends that he thought the poor sole already had a ticket, leaving him high and dry. So the VBer was able to save a whole $35! Not only that the 3 tickets he did get were not together. He couldnt score 3 in a row at $35. So instead of paying more for another section, he bought 3 tickets that were in three different sections. Only the VBer could do such a thing. In the end it didnt really matter as the game was far from sold out and the 4 were able to sit together. Although the ticketless friend did miss the first 4 minutes of the game as he had to go stand in line and buy a ticket.

What else happened that night? Well while inside the VBer showed just how cowardly he is. In order to sit together the 4 friends had to sit in seats that did not belong to them. This wasnt a problem until 8 minutes into the game when the seats rightful owners showed up. At the time one of the friends was making a beer run (we all know the VBer would never do such a thing). The seats rightful owners asked the 3 remaining friends to “get the fuck out of our seats”. How did the VBer and his friends react? One friend continued to eat his burger and fries and not give a shit. The other said go get an usher tough guy. The VBer…. he was nowhere to be found. He ran off as fast as can be, scared like a little girl. The two remaining friends were going to just sit a few rows up but couldnt find the VBer. Finally they spotted him 2 sections safely away. One friend left to meet him. The other continued his meal. The 4th friend finally arrived back with beer and asked where the VBer had gone. The remaining friend pointed over in the distance and the two friends walked over to meet the cowardly VBer.

But thats not all. The night ended back at Stout (which by the way has one of the best bathrooms of any bar in the city). Anyway the night went on and everything seemed calm. Then the VBer noticed one of his prior victims of his evil. In his past encounter the VBer got this girl so worked up the bartender had to kick her out. This time she was nice and calm, but the VBer had plans to get her in a fighting mood once again. So the VBer conspired with his friends to call her the “C” word. Can you believe this? What type of human being would do such a thing? Aaron Goldfarb thats who. Well instead of turning into Hurricane Ida, this girl stormed off after being called the “C” word. Good for her for not stooping to Mr Goldfarbs level. If she is out there listening, we hear at Vice in the City feel your pain. Aaron Goldfarb must be stopped!

Vice Blogger Exposed

Our spies have finally caught the Vice Blogger in his web of lies. The infamous Vice Blogger has claimed to be an expert drinker. Someone who can surely handle his liquor. Well the house of cards has finally come down on the Vice Blogger. Here is what our spies found during this long holiday weekend. How ironic that during the celebration of George Washingtons birthday, the lies of the Vice Blogger were exposed.

-The Vice Blogger claims to be from NYC, but our spies found him in Syracuse, New York. Why would anyone go to such a place, unless they actually lived there? Maybe we should rename this blog Vice in the Salt City?

-The Vice Blogger was spotted at a college basketball game wearing an orange t-shirt with a blue and orange jacket. This is the man who claims to wear black all the time like he is some sort of rebel. Just ask yourself would a rebel wear this?

-After the game the Vice Blogger was spotted at a college bar trying to relive his pathetic youth. He was seen ogling over women much younger than him and surely out of his league. Pathetic.

-Later the Vice Blogger was found dining at a burger bar. Would a man claiming to drink the finest of beers go to a place that is one step above a dive? Not only that he was drinking vodka with pineapple in it, like some kind of woman. Would a real beer drinking man ever do such a thing? And not only that, he was quite loud and drunk might we add. Spies say he was ruining meals for other customers with his loud, foul, obnoxious mouth.

-After dinner spies caught the Vice Blogger at a casino. Now that may seem like a manly thing to do, but spies say he just watched other players play as if he were some trophy girl watching her man. And as our photos show he is no trophy. So why did the Vice Blogger not play? Was he not man enough to sit at the table? Was he too cheap to risk his money? Or was he there to cheer on a male companion?

-The night did not end there. The Vice Blogger was found again at a Syracuse bar that night. Being Valentines Day we assume he was going out in search of the ladies. But even on one of the horniest days of the year for women, he struck out mightily. Not only that, the women wouldnt even come near him. He was avoided like he had just passed gas. This must have infuriated the Vice Blogger and he took out his frustrations on the poor, innocent, and kind bar workers. At closing time the Vice Blogger refused to leave and badgered the staff. He was even overheard threatening to throw his glass into the mirror if not left to “finosh mae druink” as he put it. Maybe the bar tender should have cut him off earlier. Even so he got his last “druink” a good 15 mins before he was kindly asked to leave and it looked like he had just gotten the drink. He finally left without incident but the workers were probably scared for life.

-Finally we come to the next day. People who can handle their liquor and beer rarely if ever puke after a night of drinking. Not the Vice Blogger. He was spotted outside of a Wegmans vomiting in the parking lot. Has the man no decency?

And that wasnt the end of it. He actually had to stop his car on the way home and vomit along the highway. What a heinous, weak, and pathetic human being. We here at Vice in the City are glad that this phony was finally exposure for what he truly is.

Vice Undercover

Our spies caught wind that the infamous Vice Blogger was having a birthday party last night (eventhough his birthday isnt for another week). The Vice Blogger was celebrating his 30th birthday. So we sent a spy undercover to report on the festivities. And it turns out, not surprisingly, that the whole event was quite pathetic. We were able to obtain this video of the Vice Blogger trying to get the phone number of a sweet innocent little girl from New Zealand. He was too drunk to figure out how to use his phone to input her number. How sad indeed. We can only hope that the poor girl wasnt tarnished by meeting the Vice Blogger, as he is the worst America has to offer.

We apologizefor the poor video quality as our spies didnt have access to night vision equipment.

On the Lords Day?

Sunday is supposed to be a day to go to church, relax, watch sports, and spend time with the family. But not the Vice Blogger. He goes out and gets drunk kissing random women, and spreading his germs. Not only that she was a Lesbian. Which of course makes sense since this is the first girl our spies have ever seen the Vice Blogger making out with. So can the Vice Blogger make her change teams? Will these two foul mouthed trouble makers become the next Bonnie and Clyde, going from bar to bar wrecking havoc?

A night of Vice

Oh what a night the Vice Blogger had. Our spies estimates he had a 9 hour drinkathon. By nights end things started getting wild. Unfortunately we cannot disclose all the details due to a pending law suit. What we can share with you is the picture below.