Out Of Shape, Barely Literate Former Brockton Gym Teacher Busted For Selling Suboxene And Smoking Crack Outside Housing Projects
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No offense, Brockton, but when traveling through the “City Of Champions,” I highly doubt many people look around and think, “This is definitely a city that values quality education.” “I better lock my car and carry pepper spray”, sure. “What a great place to raise children,” not so much. Unless your idea of successful parenting revolves around selling your foodstamps for fifty cents to the dollar and scoring some brown magic in the same transaction so the kids aren’t unattended for more than 20 minutes at a time , in which case, you were Brockton bound from the jump. I’ve seen a guy openly peddling loaded heroin needles from a trench coat to motorists on Main street in Brockton. I’ve been physically threatened over a parking spot in a nearly vacant lot in Brockton. It’s not exactly a breeding ground for future Rhodes scholars, sorry.
So it was to the shock of literally no one that this happened on Saturday:
“A patrol officer on a security detail first responded to the suspicious vehicle in the rear lot of the Brockton Housing Authority high rise on Belair Street around 4:30 p.m. Saturday, Brockton police spokesman Darren Duarte said.
The officer approached the Toyota RAV4 and spied a clear glass tube with burnt ends on the passenger floor, he said.
When the officer asked the passenger (later identified as Pelote) to exit the vehicle, four suboxone strips fell onto the passenger seat.
Pelote said she did not have a prescription, Duarte said, and told the officer she received the suboxone from the man in the driver’s seat (Dustin).
Police ordered Dustin out of the vehicle and later confiscated nine suboxone strips and a crack pipe.
Dustin was charged with felony counts of distribution of a Class B drug and conspiracy to violate the drug law, as well as misdemeanor possession of a Class B drug.”
This guy, smoking crack? You don’t say.
He definitely wasn’t guiding the future teen moms and DTA beneficiaries of Brockton towards any Colgate or dental floss. To be fair, though, he is no longer an educator, having since moved on to bigger and better things:
The logical next step after years of supervising scooter ball and laps in a school gymnasium is to become a vintage sports memorabilia selling, toy hawking, drug dealing, armed security detailing, drug and alcohol counselor/motivational speaker. The crackpipe on the floor of his Rav4 determined Gums to be exceptionally qualified in all of these areas, obviously. Who wouldn’t trust this chud with a firearm, to sell them quality totally-not-stolen memorabilia, or guide them into a life of sobriety and success?
Coach says hugs, not drugs, kids!
I’m sure he was just as well qualified to teach. By Brockton standards, anyway.
Barely literate? Check.
You don’t need to know how to spell the word “college” when you teach dodge ball to a student body that’s never going to get there anyway. “EBT” are the only three letters you really need to know coming out of BHS.
Creepy online persona, complete with skin-crawling self appointed nickname? Check.
And who says a gym teacher needs to be in peak psychical condition, or even moderately in shape? Not the Brockton Public Schools!
That’s because you smoke coke in your Toyota, Keith. 30 pounds of muscle, brain and teeth you clearly did not want nor need.
But, hey, so what if he can’t read beyond a fourth grade level, string together coherent sentences or run a mile in under 20 minutes? This isn’t Georgetown law, after all. It’s the Brockton Public schools, where as long as you aren’t OD’ing in the bathroom during school hours, you’re by default providing a healthier learning environment than what no less than 60% of the student body goes home to every day.
Well, shit. Points for home to school continuity, though, I guess? Brockton Public Schools, making no difference in the lives of every child, one barely literate, fat, toothless crack smoking “professional educator” at a time. My driver’s ed class had higher hiring standards, and definitely a higher graduation rate.
3 questions for you folks….
#1….Do you think he was a physical education major from Bridgewater State College?
#2… Which barbershop does he go to?
#3….Do you think he plowed Mary Louise Hill?
Are you sure he is not a resident at Judge Rotenburg Center? This man has a severe development disability and should not be anywhere near the youth. This is what happens when you hire employees based on diversity.
Hilarious and ironic! The dumbass that wont the article calls someone illiterate and spells suboxone wrong in the same title. Fucking Turtles are as slow mentally as they are physically it seems.
What planet do you live on? Brockton is on here every other week. Not for anything good. Ever.
I’m thinking his armed security offering isn’t going too far after this
I love the dumbfounded mug shot look. Somehow I figure that’s how he has stumbled through life, dumbfounded. Now he gets to do the walk ( stumble?”) Of shame in Fabulous Brockton. City of broken dreams and ratchets.
Ah Brockton, shithole city full of welfare collecting lay-abouts and enabling democucks. Reminds me of Lynn, that mecca of the northshore. Both once thriving cities, bursting with industry and oppurtunity, fueled by “LEGAL IMMIGRATION.” Now reduced to bastions of EBT card carrying third world drug dealing halfwits. Thanks to that drunken pig and abuser of women ,Edward Moore Kennedy(now celebrating 3410 days of sobriety) and his immigration law of 1965. Merry Christmas
I used to work with a guy that was Brockton born and raised. Sent his kids to B H S. He also owned a very nice house on the cape. So after his kid got jumped and beat up on the way to school I asked why he didn’t sell both houses and buy in a community where your kids don’t get jumped on way to school?? No way, I love Brockton he says. And to think, he was one of the smarter residents. What a fuckin shithole. Don’t even like driving through
I love how the kid in the picture is throwing up a gang sign while the teacherś tossing a peace.
What gang sign is it that you see?
Without knowing what sets are in the area I can only narrow it down to Piru, UBN, and/ or People Nation. But it’s imaginary you say? Kid prolly saw his older brother throw it up and copied.
I know the turtles will stomp on me for this but I feel a little sorry for the guy.
He seemed like a healthy productive guy before.
Look what drugs did to him. I hope he gets clean ASAP.
As long as he’s not robbing stores or starting gofund me’s for his habit I have some sympathy. Once you start stealing for your ‘disease’ my sympathy ends immediately.
Fantastic punctuation usage!
Ah, Brockton, New sign on the water tower should read: “Brockton, After Marvelous left town, We flushed our lives down.” What a piece of work this guy is. Love the hair buddy, Looks like hair club for men transplanted pubes up there for you. This guy’s life just took its last dump….
Douche Bro with a Frisbee-Fro. What a piece of work, gym class must have sucked or been hilarious.
Calls himself Big Daddy, clown haircut.. looks like a flattened fro with shaved sides, frisbee-fro-cut. Smoking crack in the public housing, imagine what an as swipe this guy was to deal with.
Broketown is a cesspool. I don’t know why someone would defend it so vociferously.
You got notable scrotum heads like Bermane Em#nt the resident racist shit stirrer punk who fires up the BLM shit talker express on Christmas of all days and Matty R#bbie the greasy haired stupid hippy fuckboi liberal starting crap because he thinks no one can get to him.
Kevin L@lly gets a dishonorable mention too, even though his sorry rastadoucheboy ass resides in a subsidized apartment up around Blue Hill Ave in Murderpan.
As your Bret can easily attest to, there is no shortage of idiocy and ill-mannered trash in and around the City of Champions.
It has a mayor that gets his ride torched right in the driveway. You have to really be the “Not the man of the people” to get that kind of pyromaniacal tribute.
While the turtle may sometimes really screw the pooch, this is not one of those instances..
Here’s to you, Mr. FU turtleboy. You are a sorry bag of smashed assholes, used syringes, destroyed hopes & dreams and terminal butthurt.
Can see that quality brocktown education shining through
It was on purpose along with “brocktown”
You know, somethings just aren’t funny…
In Brockton it’s called ‘edumacation’
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