Did the motel threaten to kill him again?
Short answer: No. Long answer: HELL NO!
Is the SS agent thing true? I asked one of my zoomer family members that religiously follows Daniel if there's any proof of him being in contact with one, and she said he's claimed for years to be in contact with feds.
It was Basedbrand0 posing as "Daniel McDougal SS". I learned that in this thread, maybe five posts before yours. I was watching a perc30 video and he apparently believed it also. So in the video where Daniel says that the Secret Service took his phone because it had cp on it means that he freely gave his phone to a ween. I personally wouldn't take possession of that evidence(DNA and digital) ridden jackoff facilitator. Especially considering how many fleshlights he was found in possession of. And the video where Daniel admits to jacking off under picnic tables and in public restrooms? Sick motherfucker. Burn everything he's ever touched.
Little clout-goblins just want to get their 5 seconds of fame and insert themselves into the narrative.
every month this fucker turns into a more disgusting and dirty monster, we should do a serious contest of the ugliest lolcow alive, unfortunately, every year this guy and Cyraxx are gonna be in semi-finals
Let's be real, Cyraxx ain't no prized stallion either. But then again, Daniel looks like Sandy Cheeks if she took off her helmet underwater.
Super late on this but I found a quirky comment under that video that made me ask out loud
How the hell does he keep finding suckers to donate to him? Daniel must have some of the stupidest fucking weens ever.
Just based on my observations Daniels paypigs break down into two groups:
Is it Dan mowing down hordes of reddit weens with a Saturday-night-special handgun?
Bet the long dusty trail has coyotes that will sniff out Danderson. Actually, on second though. Nevermind, they don't like his scent.
That means there'll be a Daniel human popsicle in the works if the temps are that cold for him tonight.
What, did President Larson's scientists find a way resurrect Allen Klein's right hand attorney, Marty Machat?
Imagine being an innocent hitchhiker, just taking a short, relaxing walk, and suddenly you found this fucking thing who stinks like hell, rambling about the music industry and furiously slurping an Arby´s milkshake... that´s how those horror stories about cryptids are made?
