This is William Walley, one of Worcester’s finest.
I shit you not. His name is William Walley. Born in 1995. The same year that Braveheart came out, telling the story of William Wallace. His spawners were sitting at home, drinking Henny and watching Mel Gibson slaughter the English when they said to themselves, “Let’s whip up a raw dog trophy and name him after that crazy dude on TV. I’m-a-call him Bravefart”
You’ll never guess who Braveheart’s favorite sportball team is….
And now I think we all know which direction this blog is going in.
Here’s what he did.
This twatmongrel robbed the same Subway not once, not twice, but three times. Because apparently there aren’t enough mini-marts and bodegas in Worcester, so you gotta keep hitting up the same one. Meanwhile homey’s up here living up the life
soaking up the Worcester Renaissance in all its glory.
and celebrating every day is Section 8 Pajamas Day.
Everyone in the comments section was having a good laugh, but things really started to get fun when the sperm sponge he deposited his custard chowder into showed up to defend his honor, and she was armed with 100 emojis.
Oh good, not only does he rob the same Subway more than once, he keeps hitting up the same fertility funbox too. And if you don’t be knowing him, you can’t be judging him. Hopefully the jury feels the same way and walks out in protest because “only God can judge.”
Then for some reason she thought it would be wise to start tagging all her friends from GED class, because nothing makes a baby momma prouder than when her sperm donor is being publicly shamed on the WPD Facebook page.
Another North High grad going pro in something besides sports!
Well, kind of a North High grad. She really went to the Gerald Creamer Center.
I had no idea what that was since I avoid Worcester like the plague, but Uncle Turtleboy tells me that’s the school he used to teach at for crazy kids who got kicked out of the Worcester Public Schools. Everyone gets a trophy has turned into everyone gets a diploma.
You’ll also notice that Trisha Lynn’s cover photo is a picture of poon polyp #3 inside her, because being 19 years old and only having 2 kids puts you behind schedule. They recently had a baby shower, and Bravefart looked thrilled to be there.
“Yo what store we robbing tonight? Subway again? Sounds good to me. Yo hold on a second I gotta pose for a picture and pretend like this baby is grow up knowing who I am.”
Looks like he wasn’t the only one having a good time at the shower.
That is the most Worcester thing I’ve ever seen.
These two lovetwats are “engaged,” which in Grafton Hill means, “we ordered a pizza from Freshway and he paid.”
Here’s the thing though. Just a few months later he was “married”…………to someone else.
What can I say? The man got skills…..
But yet he’s still going through the motions with the other baby momma. And it appears as if he may have an entirely separate set of crotch fruits that is even older.
And it’s safe to say that those junior hoodboogers will be making their Turtleboy debut no later than 2026. By my count this 24 year old is up to 5 kids. If there’s ever a zombie apocalypse and the world needs to be repopulated, come to Worcester. We’ll be back up and running in 9 months or less.
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