Meet Melissa Lawrence.
Melissa is apparently not only a reader of ours, but a big fan, too.
Unfortunately, Melissa is also complete and utter human garbage, who clearly doesn’t fully understand what we do here.
When her “Friend” Jess was stricken with a sudden and life threatening illness, Melissa’s first move was to quietly set up a GoFundMe campaign for her “medical expenses”, despite Jess having health insurance and exactly no one asking for any financial help from Melissa, probably due to her being unemployed and constantly begging money off her friend who now lay in critical condition, while this scumcunt started plotting her next payday.
Don’t get me wrong, a good person would, in fact, help any way possible to aid in the funeral expenses of a friend who fell unexpectedly ill or tragically passed away. But a bad person would do so while said friend is still clinging to life in a hospital bed. An even worse person would switch the campaign over to collect for funeral expenses before the family was even able to step out in to the parking lot of the hospital. Guess where Melissa sits on the spectrum?
Honest to God. You sick, sad numb cunt. If you read us, you already know the deal. Not only are you a selfish piece of steaming dog shit, you are incredibly stupid. But hey, we’re keeping the stories coming right now, just for you. Enjoy.
Strike 1 – preemptive GoFundMe. It is sketchy as fuck for you to go rush to the hospital simply to set up a fundraiser for a woman you knew for only approximately a year who has health insurance. Even more so when you switch the purpose immediately after she is pronounced. That’s just fucking sick, and cold, and just plain stupid. You’re clearly a career loser and oxygen thief, therefore your “help” was never viable to begin with. I’m happy to let everyone know that for you, Melissa.
Strike 2 would be vanishing for days as soon as the cash starting rolling in,
And giving the run around,
while publicly assuring everyone that your campaign is definitely, totally legit.
Sure they will. You lying scab.
…..Despite the family never seeing a dime.
Profiting off someone’s death is just about as low as you can get. They reserve a specific circle of Hell for shit like this. With “friends” like her…..it really makes you want to just stay home and avoid other people.
And it gets worse, because of course it does.
Turns out little Miss Scam Pig is no stranger to the GoFraudMe racket. It’s starting to look like this chick is a regular in tragedy-for-profit.
Holy fuck – She’s putting up sketchy looking fundraisers for deceased acquaintances like Dunkin Donuts in Quincy. Who knew the franchise owner for pure evil would be some crackhead from New Bedford?
Seriously. Even her dog’s illness is starting to look pretty suspicious, you guys.
“What’s the matter with Penny?
That’s the question that has been eating at Melissa Lawrence of New Bedford for more than a month.
She showed a visitor a video on her smartphone. In it, her 3-year-old mixed breed terrier is going crazy trying to play with the family cat, who looks deeply annoyed. “She’s a maniac,” Lawrence said.
The terrier, Penny, hasn’t been herself for more than a month. She was stricken suddenly with some sort of infection or poisoning, but in the weeks that Penny has been suffering no one has come up with an explanation, except perhaps the dog food voluntary recall in February that swept most of the food off the shelves.
Lawrence says she would buy Penny some Gravy Train canned dog food “twice a week,” she said. But about three or four weeks ago, Lawrence went to the store for the Gravy Train she always fed Penny.
But the shelves were empty not only of Gravy Train but also other brands produced by J. M. Smucker, such as Kibbles & Bits, Ol’ Roy and Skippy.
There are dozens more that were pulled of the shelf when it was discovered that pentobarbital, a euthanasia drug, had somehow made it its way into pet food. One supplier of animal fat and by products had somehow introduced the drug via animal fat, coming from one plant that Smucker later identified.
Meanwhile Penny struggled on. “She can’t even jump up on the couch,” Lawrence said. Penny now moves slowly, as if she is in pain, especially her hindquarters.
Penny spends a lot of time on a couch cushion, eating little if at all, and slowly losing weight, said Lawrence. She has had multiple veterinarian visits, but nothing has really worked to restore Penny to the joyful dog she had been.
Penny’s vet would not talk with a reporter despite having gotten permission from Lawrence.
At home, Penny’s visitors have included animal control officer Manny Maciel; Lawrence knows Maciel from her time volunteering in animal rescue, but has come to no conclusion about what might be happening to Penny.
All of the tests so far have turned up nothing, too.
Lawrence said that Penny is taking antibiotics, but there is only small improvement. She has a few weeks left of the medication, and Lawrence is hoping that her dog will improve.
The question arises: Are there other local dogs that have suffered with this? The Standard-Times contacted dog groomers, veterinarians and pet supply stores and came up empty. No one had any knowledge of other afflicted animals.”
Tests showed no known cause of illness, the vet wouldn’t talk despite having permission to, and there were no other afflicted animals in the area. And, oh yeah,
And if there was any lingering doubt, turns out this maggot-trap has even more condemning evidence piled against her. She was fired from 3 jobs in the last year for…you’d never guess…suspicion she was stealing! Jess had recently “misplaced” $350 after Melissa had come to visit, because not only does this queefbox steal from her living friends, she double dips postmortem, too. And make no mistake, this is pretty clear theft. GoFundMe is refunding donations.
Naturally Melissa did a good old-fashioned dirty delete and retreat, and all that remains of her presence on social media is this brand new, locked down profile with only 5 friends. Also a predictable move. Could someone please reach out to/find this leech and let her know, we right to expose shitty things done by shitty people – we’re not writing a playbook for it. She’s textbook pure scum, and I don’t want her for a reader. But I’d love to talk to her for a few. If she’s not too busy blowing her death-for-profit cash on carton’s of Newport 100’s and baggies of Diego’s blue magic, of course. I’m patient.
Look more guilty. You can’t.
Rest assured, Melissa, I’ll be seeing you around.
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