My favorite is when he's boasting to two women about how he tried to strangle his son. He's completely oblivious to how utterly horrified they are at his open lunacy.
And one of those women is Tammy, who reacted with barely-veiled pleasure at the story being recounted. That moment demonstrates the No. 1 reason why I have no sympathy for her at all as she shuffles through life, her manbaby husband chained to her like a ball of dead weight, wondering “what could have been?” as she fights the urge to put a gun in her mouth like R. Budd Dwyer.
It’s deserved. Even though there are the occasional rumblings of sorrow for her, they are heavily misplaced.
I don't. I can only watch little bits of him at a time. Usually the bits where he tries to combine everything and the end product especially if it's on Youtube. I'm not watching the entire thing to drive up his engagement. If I do watch a video of his, it's one that's been archived. He gets no money from me hatewatching him.
I’ll actually watch the non-archived stuff. I know I’m giving him engagement, yes. But whatever fruits he reaps from engagement are marginal at best. Financially, his channel is a loss.
Furthermore, if my efforts provide Jack with a mere flicker of validation, ego boost, and desire to continue, then it’s worth it. The milk must flow, and I hope to enjoy more years of progressively worse Jack fuck-ups.
Here’s the screenshot of Rob getting Jack to admit the Italian Beef video was deep sixed.
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There are certain, mysterious (and oftentimes morbid) things in life that pique our curiosity- the more they’re hidden from us, the more we want to see them: They might be artifacts under seal from the Kennedy administration, or other government secrets. They might be pictures of medical horror, like Anna Nicole Smith’s rotting carcass, or pictures taken of Charla Nash upon arrival at the hospital.
This is one of those instances. I *MUST* see the lost Italian beef video. Think about it- it was so fucking bad, that even
Jack Scalfani took a look and went “yeah, nope.” Jack. Fucking. Scalfani. The man who publicly showcases himself assembling some of the most repulsive (and
dangerous) excuses of “cooking” imaginable, and eating raw chicken with pink flesh.
Really makes you wonder about the degree of deliciously unspeakable repulsion that occurred in that video. And because of that, it only makes me want to watch it more.