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You know you can’t hide from Turtleboy. Christopher Murch, who was wanted for causing accident that killed his young friend and injuring another, knew he was shit out of luck once the Turtles descended. He turned himself in only hours after we made his face famous.
In case you missed yesterday’s BOLO you can catch up here.
I’m glad this coward is off the streets. He is being charged with leaving the scene of a personal injury and death, negligent operation (speed was a factor) and leaving the scene of an injury. He tried to tell the cops that the two other guys in his truck had stolen it. What a loser.
Of course we have some shout outs to give to our loyal pals.
Those who did the handoff:
And those who did the victory lap.
We did have one hater, and like Jello, there is always room for a shame sandwich.
Aaron, Aaron, Aaron. I know you’re salty because your nose looks like a flaccid, smashed, pecker, but everybody knows the chud who covers the South Shore is a chick, bro! Would you mind giving my pink shorts back? I need them to go with my Mr. Bubble vintage baby T.
I’m just so tickled that you’re throwing us shade while using one of the words the infamous Brett Killoran coined. After all, even our haters get us paid. Thanks for the clicks, queefweed.
Anyways, GOOD WORK TURTLES! Another turd off the street thanks to you!