You gotta see this video from Long Island to see what is quite possibly the dumbest father on earth, raising the dumbest, most obnoxious, stereotypical Long Island white trash crotch fruit brat in the history of that God forsaken chunk of earth emanating from Brooklyn’s asshole.
This kid is the second worst person on the planet.
Second only to his butt chinned pa dukes.
I’ve never been to Long Island before, and videos like that are why I’ll never, ever go there. What a stupid, pointless place to live. That place is crawling with crotch maggots like this, raising a new generation of assholes whose life goal it is to make it onto the next inevitable cast of the Jersey Shore.
Do you understand the levels of white trash you have to reach in order to let your kid talk to a stranger like that and then give him a hug at the end?
Here’s a transcript of the kid’s final words.
“Leave! Now! You’re an asshole!! Fuck you! “Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you!!! EEE-aaassshole.”
Why do they have to pronounce their A’s like? It’s ASShole. Not EEEEAAAASSSShole.
“What did the fucking deer do to you.”
Well, ya see kid, if people don’t shoot the deers then your Dad’s gonna hit one on the way to his job smashing rocks at the quarry. This is a map of your town and the wildlife area the guy was hunting in.
If the hunter doesn’t kill the deer then they will eventually run onto the plethora of roads and highways on Long Island and there’s a good chance someone you know will be killed. So please, cry more. The deer did nothing for him while he was alive, but now that the deer is dead he’s gonna provide food for a long time.
This question was not something the kid or his jelly roll banana old man was ready for.
“Do you buy meat from the supermarket?”
Even the little brown dumping in the background on the scooter recognized when someone he loves gets owned.
Fuck. I didn’t realize that was gonna be on the quiz. Better go back to bumping my chest and having my satan worshiping crotch fruit yell curse words at him.
Hunter: “They (the animals) get killed in dirty, nasty areas.”
Satanic crotch fruit: “This is not a dirty area.”
Kid, you’re on Long Island. It doesn’t get any dirtier than that. Your neighborhood is about as clean as the killing floor grates at the veal factory.
“Kids are upset and crying because you wanna kill deer.”
No, the kids are upset because their father is a dumbass who doesn’t understand where meat comes from.
Satanic crotch fruit:
“How would you like to see your pet dead?”
Well, ya see kid, pets are different from wild animals. Pets are the gay best friend animals that wouldn’t survive five minutes in the wild, but they’re really cute so we give them food and pick up their shit for 15 years because lonely people need company too.
The worst part about that video is that the kid was being taught that this is what you do to people you disagree with. You just yell and scream and swear at them until they leave. Therefore you’re right. Those are just the rules living on Long Island.
It’s a long shot, but we would love to know the name of the Dad in this video. Let us know if you’re a Long Island turtle rider.
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