One day, might not be today, or tomorrow, or this year, or next, these obsessive (kinda hot) psychos will realize that their daily spaces, 39 tweets a day, relentless attempts to destroy a guy, who at heart, just wants to expose ratchets in Fall River, only help the Turtleman. I’ve dealt with this my whole life, I’m such an annoying person behind all of it, that most people want the opposite of what I want just to spite me. I respect it and embrace it. The more this (kinda hot) lady yells into the Twitter abyss the more people will side with the Turt.
I’ve been public in saying idc what happens to the Turtle, Jail, Azkaban, 4,675 hrs of community service a week, sun still comes up tomorrow, BUT when you are so god damn annoying (and like I said kinda hot good for you big red) I now want TurtleBoi to become the next president of the United States.
And I want Jen Altman to be his secretary of War.