HAHAHA.

Who loves ya, internet!

The Fabricland in question is in Calgary, Alberta.  The maskless, hoaxer’s name is Jan Walsh, and her Facebook pictures are to-fucking, die for.

This was Jan on Saturday at a factory outlet Fabricland sale of the century, sans mask.  She went APESHIT crazy when a customer asked her to mask up (also a douche move, you’ll never be able to make sense to a nut wing so you’re just begging for a scrap).

Fabricland Karen needs to be shot out of a cannon into the sun. (decent thigh gap for a dino)
(via @davenewworld_2) pic.twitter.com/cJq3eSfub7

— Dean Blundell🇨🇦 (@ItsDeanBlundell) September 14, 2020

It turns out Jan has a Facebook profile where she posts preformative pictures like every other sad person on FB but hers include THE GREATEST Xmas card photos with her two fucking cats and a Husband whose eyes say ‘I tapped out years ago……’

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Holy Shit.  I don’t see a happy man in those eyes.  I see ‘H.E.L.P’.  I’m not gonna use this platform to tear this woman apart physically or crush her any more than you guys already have and or will after you read this but her use of filters can’t disguise those yellow teeth.

This was her with the only other men who’d let her touch their Cock.

Aaaand here’s Festive Jan and her hubby in the early days of their marriage.  How do I know it’s ‘early days’? He still looks like he has the will to live despite being made to dress like a fucking elf for Xmas pictures at Walmart.

Hey, People like Jan; Before your next public shit fit ask yourself this question: ‘Do I want this to be my digital legacy?’

Do you?  I don’t think you do because then some asshole from a little blog in Canada pumps it out to a few million people and WHAMMO!

You’re an unemployable international example of unstable.

No Bueno.

How about Mr. Walsh’s physical deterioration from Christmas to Christmas?

Jesus.

I hope he makes it to the new year.

DB