On December 20th 2016 Tenley closed on the purchase of a mighty fine mobile home that is located in the Carson Harbor Village at 17701 Avalon Blvd. space #223 for a cash price of $120,000.
So for the first item in her life Tenley has now got herself something of her own. Where she actually has her name on a lease.
Ok, first I need to point out the irony of what you just read. I lived in a mobile home for around 10 years. Any time Tenley was pissed off at me she would talk about how much I was trailer park trash. Haha, ya. In fact here she is now.
You have to wonder how someone who has lived in the ghetto her entire life and had no job for years could just up and pay cash. Oh ya, she stole our inheritance.
I wonder how long it will take before some new police records and civil court documents come to light in the city of Carson with her name on it. She is the scorpion after all and will never be able to change her nature. Decades of cocaine use can only add to the paranoia that leads to her aggression.
At least now as of this writing I have the mobile home park to work with and she has no Sociopathic Pseudo-mom to protect her. You must wonder what their legal stance will be on her contract with them.
So lets take a look at Tenley’s new castle shale we. I mean, if I was trailer park trash all those years I am sure Tenley should be living in a palace. Right?
Carson Harbor Village
Check out the Redfin listing below for the tour of what it looked like before its demise.
It does not take much effort, just a couple trips by, to see the difference already and confirm through her auto collection to confirm she is dug in.
Look at all the expensive cars at the house of a woman who has not had a job in decades!! I wonder if that is the jaguar she stole from me in the back there by the shed?
Oh look it is the jaguar she stole from the inheritance. At least she re-registered it. I am pretty sure that makes it a crime considering she knows I owned half.
Oh look, the Range Rover she bought when dad gave her the power of attorney. What a fucking scumbag. I remember dad always had elaborate contraptions in his garage made from pool toys and whatever else he had soft so nobody would scratch his babies. I guess the cones are an attempt at the same thing.
Oh, and nobody is complete without a navigator.
I guess I know what I am doing next vacation!