Madara said at trial, Mandi confessed to seeing Mulrenin hit his head on the railing five stories below. Evidence is he first hit the railing with his legs, and then hit his head on the wall, below the railing and out of sight from the balcony. The way his legs were snapped, his head would have shattered if it hit that railing. His head only had a cut on it, his skull was not even fractured. Didn't stop prosecutor Stone from leading the medical examiner outside her expertise, to say the cut on his head could have come from hitting the railing. Meanwhile it was dark and nobody was even on the balcony to see much less leaning over. And even if they had been, his whole body would have obscured what part hit first. There is also the general problem that Mandi seemed to already know James Mulrenin. She didn't just meet him that night to set him up based on a tip from Chris Dahl in Madara's story. During her video interview, Neisha Cintron described Mandi and Mulrenin as having an unusually close working relationship for two people who just met, right from the beginning of the night. And cell tower records show Mandi at Mulrenin's house four times that week, including a longer visit the previous Saturday than the night he died. So this pure theory that Mandi went to the Dollhouse and met Mulrenin that night, for the purpose of robbing him, doesn't fit with actual evidence that Mandi already knew Mulrenin for a while. We also know Mandi does not use G to incapacitate people which was the center of Madara’s story. Mandi does not even think G can be used to incapacitate people. Mandi Jackson participated in at least 8 different people taking G that I know of: Chris Dahl, herself, James Arnold (I’m assuming), me, my neighbor from across West Muriel Street, Tywaun's best friend, the freaky lady whose house they lived in, and boyfriend Tywaun. In none of these instances did Mandi ever expect G to incapacitate anyone. Quite the opposite, Mandi Jackson wants to be fucked like a racehorse on G. At my house, she took G continuously from maybe 11 AM to 4 PM. Not only did she not become incapacitated, she drove home and had sex with three more people, in two sessions. Six of those eight people Mandi participated in taking G, were guys. None of those six guys gave her a dollar after taking G. She did not attempt to take money from any of them, or expect to get money from any of them, on the day they took G. Mandi Jackson expected G to make a guy rowdier, and harder to handle. She expected it to make Tywaun's best friend more vigorous. When he couldn't stay hard, she was disappointed the G didn't work, and blamed his problems on cocaine. (2022 note: Madara knew G was not GHB, but Mandi did not know to say this.) I may have even taken G the day I fucked her upstairs at her mom's townhouse around June 2, 2016. Mandi took G that day. I know she would have offered it to me. I vaguely remember her gesturing to indicate I was welcome to it, when she took some from a dropper out in the parking lot when I first arrived. If Mandi asked me to come move her furniture, then offered me G when I got there before I moved the furniture, then she could not have expected it to even make me lazy. (2022: I added in new “Mandi Speaks” how Mandi thought G was a bodybuilding supplement.) Her little brother’s friends were there, her mom was there, her mom's boyfriend James was there. Her mom said somebody saw Mandi squirting something in her mouth. I saw Mandi taking G when nobody else was there. Combine that with what her mom said, she was taking it all day, with a plan to carry furniture. I fucked her for at least 30 minutes, so loud the people downstairs could hear. Then we carried her fumiture down the stairs together, out to my truck together, and unloaded it at my house together. Dresser, trunk, mattress, two people. She was up to around 115 pounds that day when she took G and carried fumiture. She had been putting on weight from her new anxiety medication. She was buying too much Lucky Charms with those Walmart gift cards I gave her. After she took G and we had sex and we carried her furniture, she took all the bolts out of the top of her car engine to try to find where oil was leaking from Then after all that, she took a brief nap from either exhaustion or her anxiety medication. Then she woke up, put the screws back in her engine, tied the loose plastic parts above the engine with duct tape, and hurried home to her boyfriend around 9 PM. That was a day on G for Mandi. Julie Madara's central claim, that Mandi Jackson drugged Mulrenin with G with the expectation that he would become incapacitated, or easier to rob in any way, is impossible. Everything in Mandi Jackson's prior behavior and experience with G made it impossible for such an idea to exist in her head. There is not much documentation of G on the web, because it does not do much. There is 10 million times more IV- 12