Much of this comes from a story on the A/V Club; I recap here because I don’t think any of my readers read the A/V Club, and it hasn’t shown up on FARK yet as far as I know.
Once upon a time, there was a rapper named “Tim Dog” (real name Timothy Blair). Tim Dog was a little better than aspiring; he apparently had a minor hit with something called “F–k Compton” back in the NWA days.
Sadly, Mr. Dog fell on some hard times. He was supposedly working on a comeback album, but, in February, his death was announced and reported on by such news outlets as the A/V Club and The Source.
Earlier this week, a judge in Mississippi issued an arrest warrant for Tim Dog.
“What?” you say. “How do you arrest a dead guy?”
You don’t. Evidence is accumulating that Tim Dog actually faked his own death.
And why would he do that? Spending a year dead for tax purposes? Close: a woman he met online is owed $19,000 as a result of Tim Dog being convicted of grand larceny. This woman, as well as other women, claim that Tim Dog scammed them out of money, claiming it was to produce the comeback album mentioned above.
Apparently, there is no death certificate for Tim Dog. There is some question as to whether there was a funeral; one report says that there was, and that Tim Dog’s best friend refused to speak at it (the whole “no death certificate” thing). Another report says there was but that Tim Dog’s family didn’t even show up, and they don’t believe he’s dead either. If you’re going to fake your own death, I figure you pretty much have to show up at the funeral (heavily disguised, of course) so you can hear all the good things people say about you. I wouldn’t call that rule #1 of faking your own death, but it would be in my top ten list.
If your own family refuse to show up, however, maybe there’s no point.