Arrr! That landlubber mom claims she be innocent of stowin' her young scallywags in the shed!
2025-01-22
Arrr, matey! A West Virginia lass be claimin’ she ne’er locked her wee scallywags in a shed, even when the law found 'em hidin’ behind a door as secure as Davy Jones' locker! Blimey, sounds like a right treasure chest of tall tales!
Arrr, me hearties! Gather 'round fer a tale of a West Virginian wench, Jeanne Kay Whitefeather, and her matey, Donald Ray Lantz, who be caught in a storm o' trouble. It be claimed they treated their five adopted scallywags like barnacles on a ship, with two o' them locked away in a shed, fer the whole world to see!When the lawmen came knockin’, they found the wee ones behind a locked door, but Whitefeather swore on the seven seas that it be a mere "teenager hangout." Aye, she claimed the little buccaneers had a key that let 'em come and go as they pleased. But the eldest lass, now a blossomin' 18, testified she knew nothin' of such a key, while a detective found it hidin' above their heads like treasure on a high shelf!
And what be this? The wee ones got but a peanut butter sandwich at certain times, like a ship's ration, while Whitefeather spun tales of nightly feasts. After the couple was thrown in the brig, the young crew found themselves under the watchful eye of Child Protective Services. Aye, the saga unfolds, with the captain of this ship now in a psychiatric harbor, and the tale of neglect setting sail across the seas of justice!