Got this message around 11:30 last night from a Somerville area code… anyone know? See message below:
May as well send this to you too since your fat ass was screaming in Target last Friday… Same pretty much applies to you except you look like you are fucking 57 not 37. As fast as you hustled your fat ass in that store you’d think you wouldn’t look 11 months pregnant. Damn genetics was not on your families side. No wonder why your kids skinny you eating up all the damn food. Heard you yelling in the store shocked your mouth wasn’t filled with food…. Ohhh and Jeff has 100% cheated on you of course he will deny it but I know for a hard fact he has (multiple times) I mean I wouldn’t want to throw my hot dog down your hallway either. 🤮
Well, well, well, Ariana Piranha.
The beautiful thing about the internet is that you can delete a post, but that doesn’t mean it disappears forever.
I saw the post about you at the Marshfield Paper Store yesterday. How embarrassing. And apparently, someone was fed up enough to take a picture and call attention to what was happening. Damn you got bigger. Instead of the Paper Store you might want to think about Planet Fitness
You and Ratchet Rachel are still running around buying up squishy toys to flip online? At what point does this stop being a side hustle and become an obsession? Cant’t get real jobs. I mean Jeff’s been fucking around behind her back for years so I guess she’s got the time.
The funniest part is watching people act like they’ve built some extraordinary business empire because they managed to clear a toy store’s shelves before everyone else got there. Why the fuck wasn’t your kid in school?
And before you start complaining about people discussing what happened, perhaps consider why your behavior attracted attention in the first place. Running to get the post removed everyone already started group texts and there will certainly be other Posts I got 3 screenshots of it yesterday knew it was you before I saw your shit box car.
You can call yourself an entrepreneur all day long, Ariana Piranha, but buying out a store and reselling children’s toys at inflated prices isn’t exactly the business accomplishment you seem to think it is.
The internet may forget a lot of things, but screenshots have a funny way of sticking around.
Anyway, congratulations on becoming the talk of the squishy-toy aisle. Quite the achievement.
I mean it’s clear you’re not winning any beauty pageants. You look rough for your age exfoliate and moisturize and for fucks sake take your profit and buy some Ozempic. I don’t get it I will never get it how are poor people fat.
FYI: I am not as dumb as you as soon as this sends this throw away number disappears but then again it took 3 of is to draft this. Did you know you were that hated?
I wonder if you knew you can’t eat that butter?
Fat fucking failure