Lolcow Leonard F. Shaner Jr. - Autistic Pedophile / Foamer / Shitlord

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Attention Kiwi Secret Agents!

It has come to our attention that even though Leonard F. Shaner, Jr. is a compulsive liar who was lying about not being @The_Knight_Rider, and about not trespassing on CRR property, and about not stalking and harassing that girl from the pizza place, and taking all those pictures and videos, and writing those articles, and not stealing train parts, and about Hy Mayerson being his lawyer, he was actually telling the truth about having two girlfriends.

After much research, I have discovered that Leonard F. Shaner, Jr. does in fact have two girlfriends and have attached the following picture of Len in between his two girlfriends as proof:

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Len Shaner in Playtime Paranoia!

The following story has been related to me in person by an individual who was involved intimately with the Shaner family. For the safety of the person involved, I will refrain revealing how I know my source and from naming them as they still work in the medical field. This story takes place in the last five years.


Len's mother, Gloria, is basically invalid, relegated to care at home and at times has an elder care associate visit her to take care of her needs. It was intimated to me that Shaner is rarely home during the day as he is gone from mostly the crack of dawn to late at night doing God knows what. Basically doing everything except caring for his ailing mother. He is rude, dismissive and does the bare minimum to care for his mother.

Len manages to keep the home clean to an extent, but there are trip hazards and useless boxes everywhere. It is a step above a Hoarders episode. From what I was told, Adult Protective Services have been out there at least once and found no serious problems.

Being relatively new to Senior Care, “Jennifer” had been shadowing another associate during her first few weeks to become adjusted to the people on the route she was to take over. During the second or third week, Jennifer had come to be quite fond of Gloria as she is very sweet. So much so that “Jennifer” never had to knock on the days she was there for Gloria's care and was given a key.

One morning, “Jennifer” decided to drop off a vase of flowers on her day off and went into the house. The smell of feces hit Jennifer immediately and she assumed Gloria might have had an accident and with Len never there, she didn't want Gloria to suffer there all day. As she quickly went deeper into the house, there in the living room was Len, stripped to a pair of pantyhose over a pair of freshly filled Depends.

“He was watching an old 80's big tit porno, standing in the living room, heaving and thrusting into cotton pillow that had been ripped opened to create a makeshift “vagina.” The stench was overwhelming. He sensed me almost immediately and screamed, “YOU'RE NOT WORKING TODAY!” before slipping and falling forward into a stack of VHS tapes and boxes. I was so repulsed and frightened, I turned and bolted back out the door. I drove for about twenty minutes aimlessly until I pulled into a park and cried. I just cried. I don't even know why. It was like a horrible nightmare. I couldn't go back. I called work that day and spoke to my route manager and begged to take a different client.”

Len would then later try to call the company Jennifer worked for to say she was breaking and entering, despite evidence and history to the contrary. Jennifer never went back and the horror was kept secret. Until today. Jennifer now works as an Elder Care Facilities Manager in Philadelphia.
 
Len Shaner in Playtime Paranoia!

The following story has been related to me in person by an individual who was involved intimately with the Shaner family. For the safety of the person involved, I will refrain revealing how I know my source and from naming them as they still work in the medical field. This story takes place in the last five years.


Len's mother, Gloria, is basically invalid, relegated to care at home and at times has an elder care associate visit her to take care of her needs. It was intimated to me that Shaner is rarely home during the day as he is gone from mostly the crack of dawn to late at night doing God knows what. Basically doing everything except caring for his ailing mother. He is rude, dismissive and does the bare minimum to care for his mother.

Len being disgusting and scarring a poor woman for life aside, it's really sad to know what state Gloria is in. I know she'd be damn old, but I was hoping she could at least move around the house. And of course Len is the biggest piece of shit for barely helping with the woman who raised him and (presumably) loves him. That's just horrific.

My Papa (an ACTUAL WWII veteran and amateur Revolutionary War re-enactor) was around 92 when he died. He was hardly mobile, almost deaf with hearing aids and even worse, spirit was broken from when his wife died some years before him. And my grandma (his daughter) visited him every day to help him, do his shopping, make sure he was ok, drive him where needed plus take him out to dinner on Fridays. And Len can't even do the bare minimum. It's really disgusting that he has so little value for nothing, not even the pillows in his mother's home.

Suck shit, Len.


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Thanks for the Semper Fidelis' and feels, Kiwis. Not to get power level-y but I'm going through some shit right now and I'm happy that my little memory is well received. Also, Len is a terrible human, man, and son.
 
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@Saul Goodman

Whelp.

I'm gonna go walk into a mushroom cloud.

Bye everyone.

Len Shaner in Playtime Paranoia!

The following story has been related to me in person by an individual who was involved intimately with the Shaner family. For the safety of the person involved, I will refrain revealing how I know my source and from naming them as they still work in the medical field. This story takes place in the last five years.


Len's mother, Gloria, is basically invalid, relegated to care at home and at times has an elder care associate visit her to take care of her needs. It was intimated to me that Shaner is rarely home during the day as he is gone from mostly the crack of dawn to late at night doing God knows what. Basically doing everything except caring for his ailing mother. He is rude, dismissive and does the bare minimum to care for his mother.

Len manages to keep the home clean to an extent, but there are trip hazards and useless boxes everywhere. It is a step above a Hoarders episode. From what I was told, Adult Protective Services have been out there at least once and found no serious problems.

Being relatively new to Senior Care, “Jennifer” had been shadowing another associate during her first few weeks to become adjusted to the people on the route she was to take over. During the second or third week, Jennifer had come to be quite fond of Gloria as she is very sweet. So much so that “Jennifer” never had to knock on the days she was there for Gloria's care and was given a key.

One morning, “Jennifer” decided to drop off a vase of flowers on her day off and went into the house. The smell of feces hit Jennifer immediately and she assumed Gloria might have had an accident and with Len never there, she didn't want Gloria to suffer there all day. As she quickly went deeper into the house, there in the living room was Len, stripped to a pair of pantyhose over a pair of freshly filled Depends.

“He was watching an old 80's big tit porno, standing in the living room, heaving and thrusting into cotton pillow that had been ripped opened to create a makeshift “vagina.” The stench was overwhelming. He sensed me almost immediately and screamed, “YOU'RE NOT WORKING TODAY!” before slipping and falling forward into a stack of VHS tapes and boxes. I was so repulsed and frightened, I turned and bolted back out the door. I drove for about twenty minutes aimlessly until I pulled into a park and cried. I just cried. I don't even know why. It was like a horrible nightmare. I couldn't go back. I called work that day and spoke to my route manager and begged to take a different client.”

Len would then later try to call the company Jennifer worked for to say she was breaking and entering, despite evidence and history to the contrary. Jennifer never went back and the horror was kept secret. Until today. Jennifer now works as an Elder Care Facilities Manager in Philadelphia.

... This is like an infinitely worse version of JULAAAAAAAY.

I wasn't even aware that was possible.

This isn't a new plane of autism. This is a type of autism from a different fucking reality.
 
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