Blackstone Lovers Selling Worthless Photocopies Of Disney On Ice Tickets In Northbridge Shaw’s Parking Lot Are So Ratchet It Hurts
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Ratchet alert out of the Blackstone Valley:
Blackstone is such a sneaky quiet ratchet burrow. Anything that close to Woonsocket is gonna have cheeshogs and sewer guppies oozing out its pores.
You must really, really like heroin if you’re willing to do something that will OBVIOUSLY end up with you getting arrested. I mean, what was the plan here? How was this NOT gonna come back to bite you? You think the victims would just show up with their children, have their tickets denied, and then forget which local trashbag sold the tickets to them? Or did it just not matter because they can’t think past their next fix? Look at this chick:
Not just any seats – FRONT ROW!!! She went all out. And she was posting it everywhere!!
Oh, and good news – according to her Facebook page this 20 year old gutterslug reproduced:
I guess they don’t teach you how to run a successful Disney On Ice ticket scam at Goal GED Prep. Also the fact that she’s from Webster is the least surprising turn of events in this story.
Here’s the fucked up part – she actually took her daughter to Disney on Ice a few days ago:
So those pictures she was advertising on those yard sale pages – those were her’s. She used them. And then the monkeys writing on chalkboards in what’s left of the puddle of broken dreams known as her brain, told her it would be a good idea to to resell the worthless stubs that have already been scanned to strangers so she could buy heroin.
At least I HOPE she did this for heroin. Because if she just did this as a revenue producer she’s even more demented.
Anyway, Miranda Paille is a real prize:
Miranda “straight slays”
And she obviously has great taste in men:
The only thing worse than a flat brimmed Chicago Bulls hat is an adjustable hat that used to be standard issue for Little League back in the 90’s. No wonder these ratchets were selling used tickets to strangers. Kevin Wood was finally gonna get that fitted hat he always dreamed about.
And what in the name of Holy WANDA is that thing growing on his chin?
Most of us look at that thing and see a bundle of overgrown pubes. Miranda looks at it and sees a complementary tuna tickler. I don’t know what’s worse – before:
Or WAY before:
Kill it with fire!!
Anyway, these love birds take a lot of romantic road trips so they can see what their future will look like:
Because what couple doesn’t spend their Valentine’s Day catching an episode of Maury Povich and scamming some innocent families on yard sale pages?
I guess this was part of the cheesehog viewing cross country tour:
I didn’t even realize Jerry Springer was still a thing. Where are they going on Friday? Ricki Lake?
And can someone please tell me who is driving this car?
Love the Duke shirt. Guess what hun? The only way you’re getting into Duke is if the lacrosse team gets cleared to host parties again.
Anyway, it’s pretty impressive that the good samaritan who was about to be victimized noticed that these ding-dongs were selling the same tickets all over the place and she realized that something was up. It would’ve really, really sucked to get your kids all juiced up to see Disney On Ice, only to get rejected at the door. Lowest of the low. We need to start taking these people to a designated area, build the Trump wall around it, and just drop dirty needles and cheap heroin from a helicopter and let nature take its course. We just need to find a place that’s already beyond hope. I vote Woonsocket.
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