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14 November 2025- Saggy Granny trailer park- 0546 hours
After being diagnosed with Perianal Streptococcal Dermatitis (strep throat of the asshole) Saggy's already damaged asshole was in real trouble. It was very infected, red, and sore. Taking her usual trailer park Arby's dump was next to impossible. It caused severe pain in her back cunt. Saggy reported she could not sleep due to the cramps and burning pain. She was well past miserable. It would be at least three days before the medicine had any effect on her diseased asshole. And that was also not a guarantee. Saggy's health insurance was ObamaCare. This translated meant it was like getting medical coverage from Pep Boys. Likely received non-FDA approved antibiotics. Or, at the very least, expired ones.
Saggy wanted to take all her medications at once. Thankfully Rhanda-Lynn knew her friend was a retard and controlled her meds. Including the special asshole ointment that had to be applied by hand. Of course Rhanda-Lynn had to do this and she noticed her finger tips were stained dark red from the ointment and Saggy's rotten ass juice. Rhanda-Lynn was still asleep in her trailer. The next round of medication was not until 1030. The site boner killer would have to wait several hours for help.
Saggy could not take the pain anymore. It was time to hatch her ass baby as she called it. If only she cared this munch when she was pregnant with Mongo! Poor cunt still had scars and dents on his head from Saggy sticking a coat hanger up her cooter trying to off that baby! A botched abortion at best. If I were Mongo I would have chosen violence against Saggy! Saggy waddled into the bathroom, stopping twice to catch her breath. When she got into the bathroom she somehow docked her fat ass with the toilet and sat down. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong!
Charlie had forgotten to put the seat down, again. Saggy's cunt and asshole hit the water and she could not get up. Saggy would sort that out later. She had to release the beast from within! Saggy dropped a load that not even a B-1 Stealth bomber could unleash. Saggy had screamed in pain and was drenched in sweat from all this pushing. Somehow, Saggy had just enough energy left to reach for the handle to flush her ass baby. When the flusher was activated, Saggy felt something strange. A powerful sucking trying to take her down the toilet. It lasted a full minute and then it was over. Saggy tried to stand up. She was stuck! The laws of physics and pressure had sealed her ass to the toilet!
Saggy was crying like a wild raccoon stuck in a trap. Cursing like a truck driver with a broken rig, her cries and curses were heard throughout the trailer park. Rhanda-Lynn heard it first and knew Saggy was in trouble. Deep down, she really wanted to put on her headphones and let the bitch suffer. Then again, it was like of like looking at an accident on the freeway. You know better but can't help looking. Rhanda-Lynn did take time to make coffee before responding.
At 0708, Rhanda-Lynn opened up Saggy's busted trailer park door. It would need new tape soon or it would disintegrate. Several hurricanes and the police had really done some damage to the door. Rhanda-Lynn ran into the back of the trailer where she heard the crying coming from. The smell made her eyes water and she dry heaved. Rhanda-Lynn stood in shock and what she saw. She tried to pull Saggy off the toiler but could not move all that weight. The toilet suction made Saggy weigh over 1000 pounds.
Even Mongo's retard strength could not help. And not even in play since Mongo was in Jackson Memorial getting treated for ass cancer, stage IV. Rhanda-Lynn didn't even bother to think Charlie could help. The only thing he lifted these days was a fork or can of beer. A worthless lump of shit. Rhanda-Lynn needed real help. She did not want to do it, but she had to call 911. The call was made and Rhanda-Lynn was certain she could hear the operator trying not to laugh. A fat granny stuck to the toilet and held by suction! Fucking hell.
It seemed to take forever for the fire department to respond. Then again, what did they care. It was a fucking trailer park filled with hillbillies, sexual predators, and day walkers. Nearly 23 minutes later, Rhanda-Lynn heard the sirens. Miami Metro-Dade Rescue 1 and engine 45 were the first to arrive. Sadly, Rhana-Lynn knew the police would also be coming. Rescue 1 is an elite fire company. They were trained for difficult rescue work and had extra tools and equipment to aid in these operations.
Captain Vinnie Vallero was the first member off the rig. He issued orders to his crew to bring in equipment. When the captain walked into the trailer, he ordered his men to put on air masks. He also requested a hazmat unit be dispatched code 3 along with an additional engine company. His sensors were all sounding alarms about various contaminants in the air. Rhanda-Lynn had already cracked the window in the bathroom but it really did not help. Saggy looked like a rented mule stuck on the toilet.
The captain along with 4 other firefighters tried to lift Saggy's fat ass off the toilet. She screamed in pain and she did not budge. The captain knew right away he was dealing with suction from the toilet and trailer park septic tank. These hillbillies were lucky to even have indoor plumbing. The captain had been through many complicated rescues, but never one like this before. If Saggy was somehow yanked off her perch, the suction would remove her asshole and cunt parts. She would be killed instantly.
One of the fireman was a trained plumber. He said they needed to cut off water to the trailer and to jack up the toilet off the floor to remove the suction. The captain said that sounded like a plan and they got to work. The other fire trucks arrived and everyone was ready to help. Rhanda-Lynn was ordered out of the trailer. For her safety and so she would not see Saggy's asshole sucked out of her body if this did not work.
The fireman cut the water to the trailer park and felt the suction start to dissipate. Saggy was still in terrible danger and they had to move quick. The suction did not go down that much and Saggy was still in danger. Next up, the fireman used hydraulic jacks to lift up the toilet off the floor, wrecking the bolts and tearing up Saggy's $8 tile job. The smell that came out of the toilet base and pipe was so foul that the trailer park residents that had gathered to watch, started puking. They carried Saggy outside with the toilet attached to her fat ass.
EMT's were standing by to help and had a two stretchers put side by side to hold Saggy's extra weight. Saggy got dropped onto the stretchers and everyone was waiting for the captain's next orders. Firefighter Rodriguez was ready with a sledge and Haligan tool. The captain gave the nod and Rodriguez swung the sledge with all his might. It shattered the toilet like Saggy's hopes and dreams. Pieces of the toilet were everywhere, including stuck in Saggy's bleeding ass cheeks. The trailer park toughs were howling with laughter. Saggy's hail damaged, red sore covered, toilet parts suck in her ass were seen by all! One person called out, holy fuck her asshole is covered in dried up shit! Another typical day for the Saggy Granny! Her carcass was loaded into Metro-Dade ambulance 4786 and off to Jackson Memorial she went.
The fireman started packing up their gear and Rhanda-Lynn was in tears. She started cursing- where the fuck was that worthless lump of diabetic shit, Charlie!? Charlie was usually the cause of most problems. And never around to help clean u his mess. Then again, Charlie had no class. He came to this country from scummy Venezuela floating on a door!
Charlie (AKA Diabeto) the useless stump mule, was passed out on the sofa. Another night of downing like 24 Natty Ice beers. It had been an extra special night for Charlie. He also had a family style bad Crave Crate from White Castle. 100 sliders and nearly 15,000 calories. A box of yuck that no one should ever eat. Especially Diabeto Charlie! There was just a few hamburgers left in the box and a floor full of wrappers and used napkins. A true piece of white trash.
Rhanda-Lynn cursed Charlie and everyone in the trailer park as she got into her car to head to hospital.
cat52! Another big day for you!
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the boner killer! cat52! Current pic that someone sent me
6 November- Saggy Granny Trailer Park- 1624 hours
Designated as the site Boner Killer, Saggy's snatch parts made cocks soft as the Cheese Whiz she loved on her hillbilly crackers. Even with Mongo in hospital with ass cancer, Charlie likely going back to jail, Saggy still made her cunt a priority. Speaking of her nasty slit, you know it is bad when Jerome had left her. A US black with no hope, skills, or future had made the choice to leave her. I guess her racism was too much for him! Her milk shake brought no one to her yard- well except bill collectors and the police.
Saggy was desperate to stay looking young but had lost her snatch hairs 20 plus years ago. There were still two gray hairs sticking out of her lips. She tended to those hairs like a share cropper desperate to grow something. It was no crop anyone wanted that is for sure. Instead, her snatch looked like an overcooked split ham off and smelled like a pig farm. Disgusting at best. Saggy had always had trouble keeping it clean down there.
Saggy had found some snatch hair growth serum online. Translated: likely made in India and used cockroaches, sawdust, and some cheap fertilizer as the ingredients. Only a true brainless yak would fall for buying such shit. Then again, Saggy's feeble mind was not capable of making good choices. A 9th grade education and GED were hardly benchmarks for a successful career! Saggy did some kind of retarded dance, more like a seizure when her serum was delivered. She opened up her panties, herself disgusted at the smell, and poured most of the bottle down her pants. She was nervous when it burned her cunt parts. She did not care as long as it grew some hair on her old minge. Saggy went off to bed hoping the serum worked overnight as advertised.
7 November- Saggy Granny Trailer Park- 1056 hours
Rhanda-Lynn had been up for hours. Had her breakfast and was ready to start her day. She was already thinking about lunch and had planned to leave before Saggy woke and demanded Arby's. Instead, she heard screaming from Saggy's trailer. It was hardly the first time this has happened. Charlie's history of domestic assault was a known factor in the trailer park. No, this time it was different. Saggy was really hurt this time. Rhanda-Lynn ran as fast as she could to the screams.
When Rhanda-Lynn entered the trailer (the door was taped together from police knocking it down) Rhanda-Lynn found Saggy on the ground with her hands on her cunt. Saggy screamed her pussy was on fire! Rhanda-Lynn could not contain her laughter and asked what happened. Saggy explained she bought some serum and it burned her cunt. Rhanda-Lynn was disgusted but told her retarded friend to move her hands off for a look. Saggy's cunt was burned form top to taint. It was a multi-color mess with some green hairs popping out. Looked like Matt Damon's crops on "The Martian" that he grew from poop! More Saggy Failure! Rhanda-Lynn told her to put some Crisco on her cunt and take some Advil.
7 November- Saggy Granny Trailer Park 2123 hours
It was Friday night and Saggy had fuck all to be happy about. Charlie on the run again from the law, Mongo (AKA Chemo-Sabe) glowing in the dark from his ass cancer chemo therapy, and Saggy fending off several diseases of her own. Her life was a script for a Jerry Lewis Telethon. Her family was filled with diseases. Saggy rarely ventured out at night these days. It had been decades since her snatch had attracted any cocks. Even then, it was mostly the dregs of society that gave her the time of day.
Saggy went into town leaving her ghetto ass trailer park and life problems behind her. She needed a break and dragged Rhanda-Lynn out with her. Saggy is 81 years old. She lied on her drivers license application, which is against the law. But with all the crimes committed by Charlie, it was the least of her concerns. Saggy had washed up her rotten crotch and even put on a pair of new panties for her night out. Her panties mind you could be used as a shower curtain they were so big! That flimsy fabric used by SEARS for their panties had a lot of work to do! Holding up her fat ass and rotten snatch meat defied the laws of physics.
Saggy made her entrances in to a trash bar called Jeb's Tonk. It was a known haven for ex-cons and worse. Saggy's kind of joint for sure. Saggy plopped her fat ass onto a barstool that had seen about as much action as Saggy's cunt after the war in Vietnam. Saggy ordered a beer and a shot- the standard white trash mix. A bottle of Natty Ice (beloved by her predator husband Charlie) and a off brand version of Jameson. Likely mostly grain alcohol and Formaldehyde. Saggy had several rounds before she shouted out it was time to play "Carpenter." Translated- Saggy got hammered and needed to be nailed! Rhanda-Lynn put her head down in registered disgust. One of the men at the bar threw up on the floor. The rest of the bar howled with laughter at this old bat trying to get her bird stuffed. It just did not happen for Saggy tonight. Rejected by a bunch of degenerate lumps and losers. One thing in common Saggy had with them- they had the same number of teeth as her education! Nine! As always, Saggy and Rhanda-Lynn left without paying her bar bill of $12.35. But not before Saggy took one of her famous Arby's dumps in the toilet. She flushed and ran for her life. It was like a brown water tsunami that flooded the bar. As Saggy called it- it was her ass water surprise!
Jackson Memorial Hospital- 8 November- 0738 hours
Poor Mongo with his ass cancer. He was not going very well. Stage IV is very serious and the disease was spreading like Saggy's legs in the early 70s. Mongo's wrecked ass was bleeding and he was a cunt hair from circling the drain. There was nothing Saggy could do but to watch cartoons with the big dummy.
Thanksgiving approaching-
Saggy had nothing to be thankful for this year. Trump had slagged off her beloved Biden and was restoring the economy. Biden was turning into a true vegetable. The US is healing. Saggy's last two thanksgivings had ended badly. Still paying a fine for cooking that pelican and her failed Spam turkey, Saggy was really fucked this year.
What was she going to do for her family!? Would Mongo even be able to make it to dinner? Would Charlie still be on the streets instead of jail?
Stay tuned cunts.
Poor, old, and retarded! She is a disaster!
cat52!- where is that pic you old loon? Everyone knows you did not have that surgery! In fact, most heart surgery does not involve cracking the chest these days. Just a small incision. A pathetic attempt to get attention and to remain relevant!
And speaking of pictures, I had a professional photographer analyze her pictures. Several of her pictures were taken on 35mm film- last used in the 1990's! Here is his official report to detect her fraud:
1. Film Grain
Visible, irregular grain structure is one of the most distinct signs of 35mm film. Unlike digital noise, film grain:
Is more uniform in the shadows
Varies across the image in a natural, organic way
Differs by film stock (e.g., Kodak vs. Fujifilm)
2. Color and Tonal Characteristics
Scanned film often shows:
Subtle color shifts, sometimes with a slight green, red, or magenta tint
Lower contrast in raw scans unless edited
Smooth highlight roll-off; blown-out areas look softer than digital clipping
Richer shadows and dynamic range in black and white film
3. Edge Artifacts
If the scan includes the film border, you may see:
Sprocket holes
Film type markings like Kodak 400TX
Frame numbers
These are strong indicators of 35mm film origin.
4. File Metadata
Scanned images often lack typical EXIF data (camera model, lens, shutter speed, ISO, etc.).
If present, metadata might mention a scanner (e.g., Epson V600, Plustek, Nikon Coolscan), revealing its scanned-from-film origin.
Resolution may also be unusual, such as 3420 × 2280.
5. Halation and Bloom
Some film stocks, especially color negative film, create a soft red or orange glow around bright light sources, known as halation.
This glow is not present in purely digital images.
6. Imperfections
Scanned film images may contain:
Dust or small scratches
Fibers or specks from the scanning surface
Slight vignetting or edge softness if not scanned perfectly
7. Subject and Context
Sometimes the subject matter gives a clue:
Dated clothing, cars, or architecture- like what we see in her pictures!
A vintage aesthetic or composition style
Conclusion:
Not a single picture is less than 20 plus years old! A site fraud!
Other comments from our trained fraud detector:
-what kind of old cow puts pictures of her old wrinkled body on a sex site?
- Face of a prawn, body of a rhino, and legs of a sumo wrestler!
- Her tits look like a student driver crushed some traffic cones!
- That snatch looks so loose she if she sat on someone's face, they would be wearing a 10 gallon hat! Disgusting I know!
A true mule!
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Saggy is a stupid old mule rat! cat52!
You are a fucking senile and retard lesbian
no reply from Jaime so far.
fuck you bella!
FUCK YOU BITCH
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FUCK YOU JAMIE AND BELLA!
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