If you’re going to start shit on the Brockton Hub you should probably make sure that you weren’t internet famous for bilking thousands from hard working people in your community.
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They say that when one door closes – another one opens. That seems to be the case here as yesterday I closed the door on the Cassandra Bossworth/ Guttermuppet saga and was oddly introduced to, as I will call her, the Whitman Trash Fraggle.
So, I was reading a thread about the Guttermuppet on the Brockton Hub a couple days ago. Usually no one defends her, and if someone does, it’s because they hate Turtleboy. So, when someone started sticking up for her I was immediately chuckling.
Seems we missed a gem from Whitman a while back named Rachel Patangall. She’s everything we look for in a blog and more. Ratchet (which was an auto-correct from Rachel and I left it for LOLs) took it upon herself to be a knight in shining armor online. She said that she knew what it was like to be picked on and went in to one of the most hysterical fits of crazy I’ve seen in a while.
While it started as her defending the muppet of gutter – Trash Fraggle soon became the subject of a Brockton Hub lynch mob.
She’s dumber than a sack of bricks and just decides to make up words that she thinks are illegal. For instance, “Bashering” is going to get you 60 years.
What was that Kerri? Girl, are you telling me this fine specimen of cavities and ass-expulsion vocabulary has a sordid history? Surely you’re jesting! I do so love it when they just hand themselves to me on a ratchet platter. Now, this girl looked familiar to me but I couldn’t put my finger on where I knew her from. There was something about her beady eyes and gnarled teeth that struck a chord with my memory bank. Thankfully, my new Homegirl Kerri recognized her for me.
It seems that the last time the Trash Fraggle was Internet famous was because her and her boyfriend/baby daddy Steve Smith were scamming people for drug money on the local community pages.
She would advertise his “handy man” business, he would get a check for “supplies,” cash it, and then never show up.
In some instances he would show up, kind of start the work, and then never be seen again. According to the news article he had no clue what he was doing and the work that he did finish would have to be redone by someone who was actually licensed.
He didn’t have any contractor insurance either! So, if he fucked your house up that was all on you!
Well, seems that the townspeople caught on to her scam and sent it in to Fox 25.
Well, as you can see Rachel is stable. She denied that she even knew him and is still denying it.
When someone called the Whitman Police to confirm it was actually her – she went batshit coocoo fucking looney toon.
Well, in the effort of fairness, I called the Whitman Police. That is her who was scamming people and she never showed up at the station to fight.
Oh, but it kept getting better. Trash Fraggle kept making up laws, saying she contacted a lawyer, and digging herself deeper.
Then, she started claiming that the police had warrants on the women who were bashering her and that they were going to spend 60 years in jail for posting accurate news articles on the Internet.
Everyone knows lots of stuff about 51a! I should smack Danielle for sending her to Attorney Richard N. Vulva. He’s the only one who ever nailed us hard in court over and over and over. It’s like she wants us to get sued! Psh.
I know it’s hard to admit that you’re a complete loser, Trash Fraggle, but just because you say something doesn’t mean it automatically becomes true. If it were that easy I could say that your teeth don’t look like a row of corn planted by a one-legged blind guy who just got off the tilt-a-whirl.
Try kicking the smack, getting a job, and quit stealing from hardworking people. If you can’t do that – it’s best to just not put a spotlight on yourself defending the worst mother of all time. Just sayin’.