Last night’s show went off the rails really quickly, even for us. Justin’s reaction sums everything up pretty nicely right here:
I discovered where “Auditing America” AKA Enrique Morales-Torres’ pet moron “Bucket Boy” works, which is ironically located in this plaza:
Where he handles meat all day long at the deli. When confronted with some of his extracurricular activities in public, he opted to deny everything, try to get management and the police involved, and then hide in the back like the coward he is.
We also took a walk down memory lane and recalled our interactions with Brockton’s Thomas Scopa, Smokes McCarthy, and put Justin and everyone watching through a clip so horrific, he may never fully recover.
If you missed it, you can watch below.
But it gets graphic when the boofing starts, so consider yourself warned.
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Three pounds of bologna in a one pound sack; cheapest of luncheon meats. Meh. The stories found on the floor of any deli are more interesting than this.
it looks like he cuts the meat with his toof. he looks like he just ran face first into a tree. whats up with his face? is that his normal face? could it be from getting punched in enough times for being an idiot? i couldnt stop staring at his dick scratcher of a toof.
I still don’t think it’s right to confront someone at their place of employment. If they lose their job as a result of the confrontation, you never know what they may end up doing. People do snap, and when they snap, things often times end in violence. That goes for people on both sides of the political spectrum.
What is it with Market Basket allowing the biggest assholes to work there. The one in Oxford has this guy Chad Garceau who literally bullies and curses at his employees while drinking on the job there and they’re all too scared to say anything because they don’t want to be his next target. His family owns Big Bunny in Southbridge and I guess he bullied one kid so bad there the kid sued him and the company that’s why his family had to fire him and he’s now at Market Basket. He drinks with his employees there and that doesn’t sound too safe. Market Basket needs to do a better job protecting their employees from abusive supervisors bc they were all their picketing when Demoulas Mr. big bucks needed their support.
There should be a story done on the stuff you commented about:
A) This Big Bunny angle and what he did there and his family ties and then;
B) The Market Basket Oxford angle and what is going on there with this guy.
Last, dick pics of this hot, drunken, family connected stallion. Sight unseen: WOULD
That south shore Justin looks like a total pole smoker and trust me I would know!
PPTOWN We need #Erect4Justin t-shirts. I could chisel glass with my Madonna cones after seeing his molestable, pink, pinchy cheekers. Mmm. He’s yummy
Interesting. Did you go there to buy something or for the sole purpose of harassing him?
I bought $150 worth of groceries while there. Say what you will but I am capable of multi tasking.
Bristol, you’re wonderful and I love you so much. Please never, ever change. Signed, your biggest fan – Sarah/Big Willie.
Tourette’s got your tongue?
This dirty bastard is allowed near food? That’s gross
Seriously anyone thinking about going to watch him at work and make sure they are following all proper protocols and procedures? Food safety is very important in a deli.
That deli has remarkable prices and I need some meat. Maybe a nice hard dry aged sopressa of good girth will suppress hankering.
Go see Bucket Boy, it comes with a free extra layer of dick cheese. Bon appetit
I love cheese as well. Have you been to Formaggio Kitchen in Cambridge? Fabulous!
Climate change is an existential threat . You would think Bristol would be talking about nothing else, but she never even mentions it. Nor does she ever mention the greenhouse gases already locked in the system.
How Dare You!
What song was on the radio when Kobe was burnt to a crisp?
…”I Fall To Pieces” by Patsy Cline who, coincidentally, also died in an aircraft hitting the side of a mountain.
(The title you were going for was just “Light my Fire”.)
Crash into me
Amateur hour. No offense.
Instead of following around the fat frauds why not get together with UT and actually finish some of these multipart series. They’re usually very interesting but they always end with: “The next installment will be the real nail in the coffin.” Then radio silence on the matter until you put out random blogs about what they are doing now.
Right next to the TB Graveyard there is a convenience store cooler with milk cartons that show MISSING pictures of all the good stories you got bored of and never finished.
Random Thoughts:
Like an old spaghetti western the words come out then her lips start moving.
Please place the names above them not below, your spoiling Bristol’s cleavage display. I love cleavage displays…
Next you should pay a visit to the toothbush faggot at his shitty clothes folding job
I don’t think the intro to the video is long enough. Better extend it by another 2 minutes
Justin has the personality of a carrot
Do the next one topless
Wait wait wait he tried to get police involved? Irony knows no bounds.
They work for him, dammit!!!
Good point forgot that.