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Check out this dooshcanoe in Barnstable….
This is what we need more of – start arresting these assholes posting about dead cops on Facebook. First of all, you’re 48 bro. Forty freaking eight. If you’re that old and you’re still going through your “fuck 12” phase, you might wanna reconsider your life choices. Because you are a chud of epic proportions. Might as well buy a flat brimmed Chicago Bulls hat and post exclusively in emojis.
Oh, and for a guy who just wished that a police officer would become the next Sean Gannon, he sure does virtue signal as a boot licker on the Facebook machine:
Dude on Facebook: “Respect the police, back the blue.”
Dude on Facebook after being rightfully pulled over for not pulling over for an ambulance: “Fuck the po-lease. Hope you all die.”
Oh, and he’s a father. But not just a regular Dad. He might be the most obnoxious helicopter Dad on Cape Cod. It seems as if his kid didn’t get enough playing time on the baseball squad so naturally he constantly takes to Facebook to whine about how the coaches don’t know how to evaluate talent:
Translation – the younger kids were better than my kid, and this threatens my fragile masculinity because I live vicariously through my son.
Naturally when he’s not threatening to kill cops on Facebook he’s warning other parents about the dangers of joining a baseball team that apparently plays kids based on their talent level:
I guess he’s being trolled by some fake name on Facebook. Don’t worry though, he’s calling the cops to have them investigate the perp and find out his REAL name.
The same cops he now wants dead.
He really seems to hate this Paul Gonzalez character, who evidently is the coach who elected not to start his son. Thus he did what any reasonable parent would do – declared Facebook Jihad on him:
I’ve never met your son, but I guarantee he hates you. And for the rest of your life you will always be a liability for him.