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Meet Betty DeMoranville of Freetown.
Have mercy. She looks like she smells like expired ravioli in a can of broken dreams.
Unfortunately Freetown borders both Fall River and New Bedford, and she is all the visual evidence you need to see that if Trump is going to build a wall, he needs to build it around Freetown. She must’ve moved to New Bedford because, ya know, that’s where all the welfare is.
You’ll never guess how old she is either.
32. I shit you not. That is the hardest 32 in the history of 32. Although in New Bedford years that’s 84, so it kind of makes sense once you think about it.
This weekend she had a Valentine’s Day shopping trip with “my man” at Walgreens, and was planning on picking up some melatonin there when two New Bedford narcotics detective asked her a question because…..ya know……
Surprisingly she did not appreciate this and aired her grievances on the Facebook machine.
And, I’m dead.
“PIG N WORDS they are, watch out ppl there real dicks cuz they got a bad and gun come see me with one I’ll show u up.”
These gonorrhea ghettoturds have mastered the art of speaking in ebonic emojis too. I feel like all Turtleboy bloggers should be required to take a class in it so we can interpret what this means.
So…..two cops, one of who is white. You take two guns, and shoot them in the head. Then they turn into pigs and a you get to see what’s in box #3. You open it up and it’s the color of caucasian skin, then you find out it’s female, meaning it’s her who killed the cops, so she starts laughing uncontrollably, and then you get to see what’s in box #4.
I think? I dunno, I don’t have my Master’s Degree from the Salter school like this fap weasel, whose Facebook bio is like a ratchet LinkedIn template.
- Took regular kid names, gave them to her crotch fruits, and then inserted random vowels where they don’t belong? Check.
- Claims DCF stole her raw dog trophies? Check.
- Pursued career where she could dress in her pajamas and pretend she’s a real nurse? Check.
- Uses “ride or die” filter? Check.
- Refers to herself as “Queen B?” Check.
- Perpetually “engaged” since 2016, even though she has no concept of what marriage is? Check.
Although she said in the world’s most hoodtastic sentagraph in 2017 that she was gonna leave him to go live in a shelter, and to the surprise of no one she does not have custody of her litter of crotch nuggets who she cannot see because “my mom has a stuck up friend.”
Whatever that means.
The only thing she’s missing for a ratchet Bingo is a dog filter.
A flat brimmed hat that says “BITCH SQUAD”
A hooker outfit to show off the new thightoo.
A selfie from a doctor’s office where she’s about to get free taxpayer funded healthcare, alongside her jorts clad chudstuffer who can’t stop thinking about how he’s gonna tear into that ass the second they get on the bus.
Random posts about how she’s staying clean for her kids
Followed by posts about how she got drunk last night.
And for absolutely no reason a picture of herself showing New Bedford’s horniest and most desperate junkboxes where they can insert the spam javelin.
Directly next to a trash can, which for some reason is blocking the door. Hot.
Shockingly it’s not the first time she’s had beef with the police. Like that time she had stolen ATV’s on her property and got wicked pissed about the “thirsty damn pigs” who “broke her fence down” to get them, even though the fence had a gate and they just opened it up.
So I for one am shocked, given her stellar background, that the New Bedford narcotics police would ask her a question in the Walgreen’s parking lot. Because nothing about this woman’s face screams, “I’ll suck your dick for some OC 80’s.”
Nothing at all.