If any person, any handle, were to claim they died in a robbery, then came back from the dead,

Then claimed they had been roughed up at South Point and called Nersesian, who took the case,

Then claimed they were broke but attended Villanova,

The question would arise, if someone lies about all of these overarching major events in life, why should anyone believe the same person is being fastidiously truthful about the rest of it? You would have to be a complete loon to buy any of it.

Why some anonymous, fairy-tale inventing whackadoodle has any expectation of being believed about any of what he writes is a wonderful question. Various forms of mental illness come to mind.

Best to just ignore him/them.