Seriously guys when was the last time Marty owned anybody? Every single thread he makes turns out this way. Every single one...
Seriously guys when was the last time Marty owned anybody? Every single thread he makes turns out this way. Every single one...
I suspect a lot of people are grossly overestimating Tyde's business goals here.
He's not looking to get chatter on redherring.com, he wants to smoke weed and drink gratuitously and crank out some simple wordpress sites for clients with small sites and smaller expectations.
Which is actually pretty fucking smart when you consider the competition hes facing from India & European breakaway shitholes for the more lucrative corporate contracts.
"Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness." - Alejandro Jodorowsky
"America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set up by the non-dreamers." -- William S. Burroughs
Dude is it realllllly possible to give cold callers a worse name at this point?
"Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness." - Alejandro Jodorowsky
"America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set up by the non-dreamers." -- William S. Burroughs
Forsure Mort acted like a bigger faggot than PLOL in this debacle. You have to hide and pasword protect your businesses fucking content now lol. Like usual the only person Mort owns is himself, the truth about felon turns into truth about Marty indeed. What a sad pathetic piece of shit you are, literally nobody will be at your funeral. You'll be rotting away on a slab in some mexican morgue you forgettable low life scumbag.
Happy Holidays and the warmest regards,
Dupe_Fiasco
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OSA really on some glengarry glen ross type beef
god damn, here's your set of steak knives now STFU
COLD CALLERS UNITE!
I'm calling it Robert ahead now 30-27...JMM can throw in his own scores if he chooses.
I did recommend Baja Coast Media to a dude I know. This guy keeps getting tips from his friend on the market and then plays them and generally hits. Then, that dude runs around telling everyone he knows how he's a market genius and he should be their portfolio manager. He might need a website. Seems like a good fit.
But really hit that dude up....couple hours he'll tell you everything you need to know. no biggie
holy Mary mother of Christ you're one stupid fuck
I never 'admitted' anything of the sort
read the OP again dumbass
i'm outsourcing a huge percentage of the actual site development work now, and focused primarily on bringing in new clients
you obviously know less than nothing about this industry, so try shutting your cock hole for once in your life
for the record, there isn't a single website designer/developer alive who isn't constantly learning something new
actually, you just buried yourself, and exposed how clueless you are
go back to flipping burgers
TIA
I would love to know who you are outsourcing to. is it the guy that made all those fancy water waves on the tydepoker site or just a random kid from the wordpress for dummies site?
well lets see...I made roughly $32,000 in profit from poker this year....and approximately $26,000 from doing web design (part time)
so a hair under $60,000
and I live in fucking Mexico
I seriously doubt a mong like Muck made anywhere close to that
if he did, good for him
but I seriously doubt it
Marty....let's look at this for a minute. You have a history. You don't interact well with people. Every time something doesn't work out...you bail. You run your fucking mouth, get in trouble, and bail. How many places have you lived? Remember when it didn't work out with that one roommate you had...so you pissed in his Gatorade? How many landlords did you have disagreements with....and then packed up your shit and skipped town? You stole drugs from people in Vegas. You have been run out of every place you have ever lived. You just claim "I like to travel". All bullshit. How many times in the last 10 years have you called into radio shows and just started screaming and throwing a temper tantrum? You are 50 years old and you still haven't figured out how to be an adult. Now you are changing the name of your "brand" because you fucked it up. You got drunk..and made an ass out of yourself. Trying to impress a bunch of people who would rather commit suicide than ever be in your position. Good luck with that. Pickering said something that anyone who has ever dealt with you, or even heard you would agree with..."when you talk to him on the phone he is always all over the place". I hope Pickering buries your ass. I think you met your match with him. It's to bad Jewdonk.info isn't around. It's literally pages of people telling stories about what a fucking pile of shit you really are. I tried to give you advice, and play nice. Pointing out simple things that didn't add up. I waited to do that after I heard both sides of the story. Enjoy downing all that Tequila...and smoking weed out of a Red Bull can. How's that whole lawsuit in Oregon going? You win that? LOL.
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I heard its like sunny and warm in baja today. Who would be wasting time on the internets now? I'd be outsourcing my posting duties tbh.
K I figure this is the best place to post this trip report. Basically Curacao has gotten trashed from Druff, then me, then Druff again then Brandon and now that Brandon torched him he is turning back to me because he always needs someone to spar with.
Basically me and Curacao called a peace treaty when we “squashed the beef”
He is has been very angry over the past 7 days for these reasons
He is mad that I ate dinner with Druff at my first WSOP event. He wonders why I don’t go and get dinners with him.
He opened his new Blog features at TYDE and is very very mad that I won’t post my trip reports there and says he is done with me LOL because I am now useless.
And he blew his top last week and went on another text barrage because I told him I don’t read his site.
Well here is a quick trip report from the day I played with Ivey on day 2 of the 1500. I don’t have have much time to type cause brandon will be here to pick me up in 20 mins so I will continue when I get back later.
I played a long day 1 and I really needed some sleep. I am awoken by texts from Marty saying I have Ivey seated to my left that day. I was only asleep for 4 hours at this point and I never got back to sleep due to the texts and the fact I was seated next to Phil , it was a combo of both.
He keeps texting me while I am laying in bed telling me he is coming to the Rio to take pictures and he is going to do a sick trip report. I tell him no I am all set and I need to concentrate because I am heading towards the money and he says “NOOOO MAN THIS IS THE WSOP!!!!!!!!!!! I AM COMING DOWN TO RAIL YOU!!!!!!!!!!! I tell him no photos because I want to concentrate.
Next thing you know I am sitting next to Ivey trying to play my game and Jewdonk comes bombing through the ropes and hammers me on the shoulder with a weird look and says HEYYYY CHINA, looks for a second then keeps walking , everyone is like who the fuck is this dude. He dissapears and I get back to playing.
About 2 hours later after break he is furiously texting me trying to get me to go and get drinks with him on my break and I decline.
Then we are 10 from the money and Jewdonk shows up and comes through the rope to my table and taps me on the shoulder and starts shouting at the top of his lungs, HEYYYYYYYYYYYY, CHINAMANIACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCC WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOO WE ARE IN THE MONEY SON YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!! wWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! YAH look your sitting next to JOHN JUANDAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE JOHN JUANDA BRO
COME ON MARK LET ME TAKE YOUR PICTURE , THIS IS WSOP, YOU ARE IN THE MONEY BRO YAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE NEED PICTURES!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am like Marty please fucking leave I am not in the money , I have 5 BB left and I am on the fucking bubble. Meanwhile I am sitting with Madsen, Juanda , Matt Keiokan (who won the 10k limit) and about 7 other high limit players and they are all staring at this guy saying who the hell is this creep? I am like some crazy guy from the internet. They are like damn right he is crazy and very aggravating .
Much more to write
TO BE CONTINUED,
I will finish later
Back to the trip report
So then Jewdonk goes to the rail and he is franticly yelling CHINA CHINA, LET ME TAKE YOUR PICTURE, THIS IS BIG BRO WSOP WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, Finally he dissapears after I ignore him for about 10 mins of him screaming to take pictures.
Then finally a few hands later I bust out. I am walking through the lobby and I see Marty slobbering all over Annette Obestrad like it was the first girl he has ever seen. He sees me and yells at the top of his lungs- MARRRRRRRRRRRRRRK MARKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK , DO YOU KNOW WHO THIS IS!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS ANNETE, meanwhile he is hugging her and it was very very awkward to say the least.
Like 3 or 4 euro guys with Full Tilt gear come buy and are like are you OK to Annete. Jewdonk is going insane spitting all over her as he talks to her telling her YOU ARE THE BEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO POKER BABY!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!! MARKKKKK COME ON MAN TAKE A PICTURE!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am like ok I’ll take a picture, so I take one and he demands I take 2 more pictures so he can pick the best one for TYDE. She had a look on her face like Shawn Johnson probably had when she found out she had a stalker.
Finally that episode ends and Jewdonk asks me for a ride to his car because it broke down on the way to the casino. I am like ok let’s go I am very tired and I have a major headache and I want to get home.
We walk 10 more feet and Erik Seidel is approaching, Jewdy stops and points to him like he is a 13 year old girl seeing Justin Timberlake when he was with NSync- OMG OMG LOOK WHO IT IS , IT IS ERIK SEIDEL, Seidel is probably thinking to himself WTF is going on here. ERIK ERIK, YOU ARE THE MAN , YOU ARE SOOOOO AWESOME DUDE.
I am like come on if you want a ride. We get about 10 more feet and the WPT has a table set up with WPT girls. Jewdonk stops and is like HEYYYYY GIRLS, WHAT”S COOKING? Again they are glancing at him like wtf are you and looking at me saying wtf is going on. he asks them all to bend over so he can compare their asses. One of them gets furiously pissed and screams security at the top of her lungs and Jewdy runs away.
Finally we get to the parking lot and Jewdy is screaming HEY MARK WHY ARENT YOU HAPPY BRO? I CAME HERE TO RaiL YOU AND YOU JUST CASHED!!!!!!!!!!!
I am like no dude, I just played 24 hours and bubbled and I have a headache and it has taken 30 mins to get to my car. He then goes on saying how I should play more like him and I would have went deeper!!!!!!
Finally we get to the car and he cracks a Milelr Lite Bottle he pulls out of his shorts. He then recognizes some girl he claims he knows and starts beeping the horn to my car and screaming PULL OVER PULL OVER , BEEP HARDER AND PULL UP TO THEM, then I am like STFU tell me where we are going.
He leads me onto Vegas Boulevard and has mentioned Todds name no less than 30 times by the time we get a mile. He claims he had this big plan of moving out of his ghetto pad on the 30th so he could release Todds # and how he is now like Jack Bauer and he is off the grid completely.
He makes me swear I won’t tell anyone where he lives now even though I am taking him to his car not his house. But he is so drunk he tells me he is taking me 10 blocks from his house and I can drop him off there so he can stay “off the grid”. So at this point I am rather confused because he now says we are driving him to his car. He has me drive all the way down Vegas Boulevard to the mountains in the distance for miles and miles and miles.
We finally pull into the 7-11 where he thinks his car is. He sees it is gone and thinks it is towed. He opens the door to a 7-11 and starts screaming at an employee wondering where his jeep is. He then realizes it broke down about 8 miles back closer to the strip.
So we pull a 180 and pull up to a light. A bunch of Mexicans are waiting to cross the street and when the light turns green he starts screaming shit in Mexican andthey didn’t look to happy. We start driving and a hot girl pulls up in a car and he starts reaching over and beeping my horn telling me to speed up so he can hit on her. I tell him to STFU just focus on finding your car. We pull up to a traffic light and a bunch of gang bangers are crossing the street. Hey yells FUCKING n-wordS rather loudly but they didnt hear us. If they did lord knows what happens.
Finally we pull up to the 7-11 and we see his jeep which he planned on driving home with a cracked radiator. Oh and all the while we are driving he is ripping Setofks GPS off the dashboard and slamming it on the floor and between the seats saying DONT USE THIS FUCKING THING OR YOU WILL GET LOST, MY DIRECTIONS ARE THE BEST. No surprise SETOFKS GPS didn’t work after that day.
Basically everything I just wrote is why I go to lunch with class acts like Todd, and Pinchhitter and not Marty.
All in all this drive took about an hr and 15 minutes to drive what should have taken 5 minutes and it was the most uncomfortable and aggravating 1 hr and 15 mins of my life. O/U on Todds name coming up on this trip was probably 45 times.
Basically like I said before. He did the same thing with Micon last year towards the end of the WSOP. He got mad because Micon was getting stakes and he felt he deserved them because he claims he built NWP when in reality he was a major part of tearing it down.
So once again the WSOP rolls around and he complains to me that everyone else is getting stakes and he is not and he is a superior player to most and it is unfair.
Well truth is everyone else has worked hard and put themselves in positions to be staked or have built bankrolls to play events and JEWDONK shoots off in every game he plays.
Like I said everything was fine 7 days ago but when I refuse to blog on his site when he got his “sick blog features” and I inform him I don’t read his site the guy goes on massive life tilt. He has informed me he is moving out vegas really soon because he can’t “take the heat” anymore. Probably a real good move. Drive up to Oregon or Washington State and try living in the forest with no internet.
60k does buy a lot of padlocks for the jeep and extra HDMI cables.
Mr. Pickering....Tyde...Jewdonk...those are all Martin. Just in case you were wondering. Here is another classic......
Zod has been away for a while, I have been slightly under the weather and also dealing with a new whirlwind romance from many moons again with a lovely girl, who I last saw when she was 14 and I was 20. This has caused duress towards me because it is an west coast/east coast scenario. But me being who I am, I will fully explain in another post if there is interest and of course listen to the opinions of the community.
This post is about Marty Carrico and the truth behind the demise of failsite.com. I know the general consensus around here has been to get away from this type of discussion, but I feel it is my duty to all of you, the loyal members, for you to ALWAYS know the truth.
Please forgive me if this is long, but I always try to paint a clear picture.
Marty and I have had a checkered past. When I first met him years ago, I was somewhat new in the forum world and did not fully grasp the evil inside him. I somewhat felt bad for him and we had a cordial relationship online. As many of you know, when he moved to Vegas in early 2009, myself, Micon, Druff and others sincerely tried to help him feel comfortable in his new city by inviting him out and giving him a chance to forget any forum drama of the past. He immediately and repeatedly alienated every single person he came into contact with and I TRULY MEAN EVERY SINGLE PERSON.
As time went on, he started making his attacks on others that were close to me, he made them personal and imo he crossed the line many times. I am very loyal and protective of my friends and this made me absolutely despise him. Not so much for what he said but more so because he was such a pussy, anyone that ever met him would tell you he would back down in a second if ever confronted in a real life scenario. He is the most scared, coward that I have literally ever met.
When I was around 15 years old, I learned a valuable lesson. I was fucking around with some dudes girlfriend, bragging about it, acting like a bad ass etc. I was at a highschool football game one evening and the dude and his friends got me at somepoint when I was alone and beat the shit out of me. Nothing god awful, a cracked rib or two, bloodied nose, and alot of bruising. But I learned from that point on that if you are going to talk shit, be prepared for the conseqeunces and take it like a man. Marty has not learned this lesson yet and it is a lesson I want to teach him badly.
About a month ago, Micon and I were playing a mix game at a local casino in Vegas. Marty was incessantly texting Micon spiteful comments out of the blue, and just generally harassing him for no reason.
Later than evening, Marty called me (once he realized Micon and I were together) and began his verbal attacks on me around 6am. After about an hour or so, i was able to talk some sense into him and get him to agree to a truce. But my plan was more sinister than just letting sleeping dogs lie.
I got him to believe that we were going to forget the past and start anew. His main motivation was money. He asked repeatedly and I had agreed to stake him in some $300-$500 tourneys (that was never going to happen). He once again explained to me how broke he was, his phone was going to be turned off by AT&T, and he had literally less than $100 to his name.
My whole goal all along was to get him to entrust me enough, so he would give me his exact whereabouts or meet me somewhere private so I could put the fear of god in him. But everytime I was getting close, he would insist we meet at what he coined a “secret location” i.e. a casino, or a busy shopping center etc.
I would then make an excuse because even with my total disdain for what kind of person he is, I’m not going to risk getting 86′ed out of the Venetian or another big named companys casino for him. I didnt really even care about the arrest. Simple assaults in Nevada are equivalent to an 6th doing a book report.
He eventually got the message that he wasnt getting money from me in a casino and about a week ago turned back into Marty maniac mode and started again with his verbal (but never ever in public) attacks by sending crazy text messages at all hours of the night.
However though, during the month long time during this supposed truce, I fed him alot of fake info and innuendo to get him to open up to me. Thats the thing about Marty, he is incredibly naive. He will open up and spill his guts to someone immediately, then alienate them without even thinking what he has shared.
A few days after fail site went down, he called me in a frenzy. I asked what was wrong and he began to tell me the truth about the demise of ghosttown.com.
There was no Russian mobster hacking, that was all a cover for him to hide his own stupidity.
Marty was real busted right before fail site went down. Worse than usual. You see, with some recent things that had came to light, Mother Carrico had stopped sending the monthly stipend to her sweet prince on the 1st of every month. This was comparable to you or I receiving a 88% pay cut from a salary based job. To make matters worse, Marty had damaged his jeep and it was in the shop. It had been fixed but he had no where near the $1400 to pay the bill.
Right around this time, a mysterious person with an AIM name called Marty_Tyde started messaging him. He claimed that his name was Aaron Johnson and that he wanted to buy url censored dot com. After a few days of mostly AIM conversations, Marty and “Aaron” finally agreed on a price. It was 2k. Aaron purported to be from Los Angeles and even contacted Marty by phone.
Once the terms were agreed upon, “Aaron” agreed to deposit 2k into Martys Wells Fargo bank account once he received all of his godaddy info. password, account id etc.
BUT being the savy Warren Buffet of the internet poker forum business that he is, Marty gave “Aaron” all the info on godaddy before money was transferred.
Marty then went to sleep and when he woke up he was horrified. He awoke to find his site being dismantled and in total disarray. He immediately tried to log into his godaddy account, but without luck. The password and login info had all been changed.
Marty is really freaking out now as he also noticed that his wells fargo balance still was around $1.79. He called godaddy support but they would not even SPEAK TO HIM. They told him the his name was not the registered owner of failsite.com anymore. It was Aaron Johnson! Godaddy told Marty there was nothing they could do for him. They advised him to email to there security dept his license, any and all paper work he had and they would investigate and get back to him within 3-5 days. As all this was going on, he was watching his beloved failsite site get bloodbathed minute by minute but was helpless.
Unfortunately, and I really mean this, Marty found someone on AIM that had a relationship with godaddy, unknown to Marty beforehand and this person contacted their connection at godaddy and basically froze the mass deletions and destruction of the site.
It took a few more days, but Marty was eventually able to provide documents to godaddy that he was the rightful owner of said failsite.
Also, calls to ‘Aaron Johnson” now rang to a disconnected Los Angeles area phone. I asked Marty how he could be so stupid. He just sat on the phone dumbfounded muttering to himself over and over. He then tried to justify it by saying he was burnt out of the website business and was glad this happened. But we all know Marty being Marty, this wasn’t the case.
I will be honest to you. I never registered an account there. I honestly have no idea for those who did, what third party hands ip addresses, emails, and other sensitive info fell into.
I do know that failsite is completely fucked and mostly likely never coming back. Most off all the data was lost. The pieces that arent, are in complete shambles. Marty told me it would cost around 1k to get the site back to operating condition, and that would still just be the shell of the site with no core.
So suffice to say, I think we can all bow our heads when we go to sleep tonight or when you wake up a read this with your cup of Joe and say a little farewell prayer to the ghoshtliest of all the ghosttowns.
I want to also say, that I do not think (I am actually being serious here) child molestation is something to joke about. It bothers me that I have to at times use that against Marty. But Zod only uses it as a weapon when he attacks and makes callous and untrue statements about former lovers of Zod. I have told Marty just because he was jerked off by his uncle, he could still overcome it and make something of his life, such as possibly becoming an ice skater or a ballerina (I am actually not being serious now).
Anyways, for better or worse I tell you motherfuckers the truth. Godspeed failsite.com. You were abused from the start and now may you rest in peace.
Oh. As mentioned earlier, I am in a whirlwind romance with a girl I last saw when she was a 14 year old babysitter over a decade ago and it has been fucking my head up as of late. I will possibly post story later or tomorrow. I dunno.
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