The 2017 Turtleboy Naughty List #100-91
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Merry Christmas Turtle Riders!! For a special Christmas treat we’re counting down the 100 naughtiest Turtleboy famous slugpumps, fupasloths, and cheesehogs from 2017. Here’s #100-91…..
100. Salisbury Sea Cow
When you drive around with your 3 year old in the backseat doing lines at 3 AM, and then go full free my boi for a guy who was just arrested for murdering someone, you’re gonna end up on Turtleboy. It’s a guarantee.
Junkbox? Check. Pretends to be Indian? Check. Bootleg Instagram model? Check. Pretended to lose triplets in order to raise cash for a GoFundMe, but then forgot to realize that your timeline is all fucked up? Check. The only thing she’s getting from Santa this year is AIDS.
98. Jason Marchand
If you try to fuck over the working girl by inviting her over for drinks and shots, and then leave without telling her, we will find out who you are. And so will Santa.
There’s scamming contractors, and then there’s lowlife maggots like this, who steal money from family’s of disabled children they claim they’re going to build a pool for, and also raise money for cancer patients and pocket all the cash.
The worst part about this psycho? Her whole motive was attention. No GoFundMe scams. Just straight up stole someone else’s tragedy and passed it off as her own for some Facebook likes.
When you taunt the Leominster Police on their Facebook page and then they find you, the only thing you can do is post some jailhouse pictures on Facebook.
If you’ve been blackmailing your diddler husband for years in order to stay silent on his pedophilia, you probably shouldn’t announce it to the Brockton Hub when he stops paying.
93. Sideshow Knobjob
Because apparently abusing someone else’s child is funny when you’re a career loser.
92. Bank Veskovich
There’s always that one guy who leaves his dog in a parked car on a 90 degree day. When you’re driving a BMW and you own your own local business, it’s not gonna help your bottom line.
Professional Facebook bad ass reemerges months after we blogged about him, without pants, walking aimlessly in the Plympton woods.