Meet Keli Bennett: Quincy GoFundMe “Native American” Model Who Faked The Death Of Triplets And Is Pretending To Be Dying Of Rare Diseases So She Can Feed Her Habits
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This is Keli Bennett from Quincy:
And she is a self-proclaimed international Native American model.
Oh look, another basic white chick claiming to be Native American. Shocker.
She’s also an addict, as can be seen from the track marks on her hand in this modeling photograph:
Oh, and of course she’s a psychopath GoFundMe fraudster who is currently pretending to have Clarkson’s Disease so she can feed her habits.
She moved to Arizona to “find her Native American roots.”
In reality, everyone around Quincy knew she was a liar so she had to move someplace where no one knew she was full of shit. A fresh batch of people to scam.
She also once pretended that her imaginary triplets died and used them as an excuse to solicit money from dumb people who don’t ask questions. Let’s start with that one.
In October of 2015 she announced that she was 7-8 weeks pregnant:
Most women do not announce they’re pregnant until at least 3 months as the chances for miscarriage are pretty significant before that. But within 2 weeks she was posting about maternity shopping
Except there was a twist – she was now having triplets:
So at this point she’s allegedly 8-10 weeks pregnant, and she’s already “huge.” But yet she posted this modeling picture just a week or so before that, in which you can clearly see that she is not “huge.”
Turns out it was all part of a scam. She was planning on pretending to give birth, and then pretending the imaginary triplets died in order to start a GoFundMe. The problem is that pregnancy scams take nine months to come to fruition, and she had habits that needed to be fed now. So by November 16, just 1 month after she claimed to be 7-8 weeks pregnant, she announced that her three male triplets – Ashiyah, Arystah, and Aeson (thank GOD these aren’t real people cursed with those names) were dead, and she had already started a GoFundMe for their memorial:
Yet the day before she was all happy, posting away about the undefeated New England Patriots:
She claimed the money was going towards her “medical bills” and travel expenses to Navajo reservation to erect a monument and burial plot for the three imaginary babies that never reached the second trimester:
She posted the link relentlessly and bragged about the money she was bringing in:
When she wasn’t getting enough donations she posted it again, and added how her heart was broken than not enough people were giving her money:
But it was never enough, and the more money that came in the more she milked it by adding new costs:
Mothers who actually did experience the pain and trauma of the death of a child reached out to her to share their pain. Oh, and more money please:
You gotta be a pretty big asshole to have actual grieving mothers come to you and support you through your imaginary trauma while you milk them of their hard earned money. But it’s OK, because she has a “disease.” But wait, she said she has been clean for 13 years:
It’s almost as if she’ll say and do anything for attention.
Of course this was just her latest GoFundMe at the time. Two months before this she was trying to raise money for her “sister and best friend” who had died:
Planning her wedding day, which would take place on her “finances birthday”:
And complaining about junkies who are faking veteran status to feed their habits:
Because obviously an international Native American spokesmodel is above such things.
Oh, and she fell into a coma. That too. Almost forgot about that one. She also has an imaginary job working with the severely mentally ill (ironic), has been doing this work for 17 years, and put herself through 7 years of imaginary college to attain this career.
Keep in mind, Obamacare is still the law of the land. And all of these things are covered by health insurance companies in the United States. Nevertheless she is left with no choice but to go to Ireland for their free health insurance. Because when I think “best healthcare in the world,” the first place I think of is Ireland.
She’s raised nearly $2,000 largely because she posts about it constantly, including these hilarious videos:
She realized she couldn’t get the $100 or even $20 donations out of people so she came up with a new marketing scheme:
Ahh yes, the ol, “Would you rather buy an iced coffee or save my life?” sympathy routine. Never fails.
Luckily her drug buddy, who happened to be hammering home the balogna baton into her penis fly trap at the time, was there to carry her lifeless body around and put her hair into a Navajo bun:
In order raise more cash and show the haters that she’s not a liar she’s been sharing pictures of how skinny she is, because of her sickness.
Even though her face would be swollen if she had Addison’s Disease.
Oh, and if you call her out on her fake disease and fraudulent GoFundMe then you’re making her illness worse. It’s OK though because she’s a “boss bitch”:
Oh, and I almost forgot – she underwent chemo too:
She is sick though. Sick in the head. It takes a very, very fucked up woman to brag about all the “friends” she has sending their hard earned money to her so she can get high:
Luckily her “Native American” uncle calls her up from time to time to sing some Indian songs with her so she can think back to the fancy dancing at the circles:
But don’t let all these Facebook posts fool you – she’s totally a private person, and the rest of you should keep your trashy business off of Facebook:
So there you have it folks. Keli Bennett is a woman who is successfully pretending to have deadly diseases and dead triplets to milk money out of kind-hearted but gullible people. The critics will say that Turtleboy is trashy because we “attack” people like her. But people like Keli should be “attacked” with words. They are shitty human beings, preying on the kindness of others, eliciting sympathy from mothers who have suffered through the loss of a child, and doing so in order to fuel their own disgusting habits. These people deserve to be exposed and humiliated one by one. And if you have a problem with that then you are part of the problem. So go fuck yourself and have a nice day.
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