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Evidently we caused a stir yesterday when I published this blog expressing my opinion that the two people who were killed by a train in Wareham died because they chose to live a destructive lifestyle instead of raising their kids. They were both arrested a million times, and were living in the woods together getting fucked up, yet the news painted them as loving parents. Anyone who abandons their child for drugs is not a loving parent. Sorry, not sorry.
Personally, I’m wondering if it’s suicide or foul play. I just don’t understand how two people can get killed by a train. One, maybe. But both of them? Doesn’t add up.
Anyway, it was really only a matter of time until the sewer guppies showed up to tell us how evil we are for highlighting what can happen to people who choose to do drugs instead of taking care of their kids. And these creatures certainly didn’t disappoint.
First up was Jenn Lynn Keswick, a cousin who claims they weren’t homeless.
Even though they were widely reported to be homeless, and lacked a home. She also cleared up for us that they weren’t high on the tracks, they were drunk, which is way better.
She’s making a list and checking it twice.
Sounds pretty serious. What kind of things will be done?
Thank God the government isn’t gonna be involved. The last time I got a visit from the Department of Agriculture I was growing bumper crops out of my hoo-hoo.
She was alerted to the story by her friend Toni, and she vowed to meet all turtle riders “at there door” and we won’t like what’s coming.
Then again if this thing showed up at my door
I’d instinctively drive a wooden stake into her glory hole.
Brittany Ann had a lot to offer as well.
They were loving parents. Because lots of loving parents abandon their kids to play junkie frogger on the train tracks. And they “just had an addiction that took over them.” It had nothing to do with their own choices.
But, but, but….they loved their kids!!
A great way to show your kids you love them is to stick around and actually raise them. Just a thought.
Then again, this is what we’re dealing with here:
Well looky here. Our resident tittooed beefalope can relate because she too chose drugs over her kids and they got snatched up by the DCF fairy. But it’s cool because….
These two phrases seem to be in conflict with each other:
“My kids stayed with there grandma while I was using.”
“I’m a damn good mother.”
Pretty sure good mothers don’t drop off their kids at grandma’s for an indefinite amount of time so they can take a junkbox sabbatical.
Billy Frey messaged us and asked to take the blog down.
That’s not how this works. That’s not how any of this works!
Evidently he had proof that the deceased was in fact a good father.
Oh look, he posed for a picture one time with the child he abandoned. This definitely changes my initial outlook.
Billy claimed they were living with him.
So instead of living with their kids they loved with cousin Billy? Yea, that definitely clears things up.
But wait, she was going to the clinic.
Newsflash – if you’re going to the clinic for methadone, then you’re not really clean.
Then there was Deven Bergeron.
Here’s what he had to say.
“I’m sure they wanted to be homeless and leave their kids.”
Actually, that is the lifestyle they chose. No one put a gun to their kids and made them live like slugpumps. And don’t worry, if someone in my family does get addicted to drugs I will be there to support them, as opposed to you who did nothing except post on Facebook after they died.
This woman seemed less ratchet and more SJW-ish.
“Heroin doesn’t discriminate.”
Sure it does. People who don’t do it in the first place don’t get addicted to it. Pretty simple. Not once in that meaningless rant did she ever lay any blame on the people who chose to live this self-destructive lifestyle. Their addiction just kind of happened. It’s our fault for pointing out the inconvenient truths because…….feelings.
Finally there was this, which I wanted to address:
“Turtlebitch would be a lot more interesting if they wrote about how many lives they tried and save”
Here’s a message we got from a turtle rider who has struggled with addiction:
“Turtleboy def helps me stay clean.”
That right there is why we do what we do. Because the fear of being on Turtleboy is a powerful thing. It can help people overcome addiction. We write blogs to save lives. After reading this blog people who might think about picking up that needle will reconsider. People who might be inclined to fall asleep on railroad tracks might say to themselves, “I’m gonna nap under the bridge instead.” Turtleboy uses public shaming to make the world a better place, while enablers in this blog make up excuses and whine about feelings after it’s too late.
P.S. Naughty Gupta.