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Monday, December 19, 2005

A Tribute to Stupidity, Part 2

Yeah, I'm slacking this week. What can I say...it's Christmas. So I thought I'd share some semi-humorous headlines with you. I tried to sort these so they get better as you read. True stories, every one.
God bless and Merry Christmas!


And the "Marvin the Martian" Award Goes To...
When his 38-caliber revolver failed to fire at his intended victim during a hold-up in Long Beach, California, would-be robber James Elliot did something that can only inspire wonder. He peered down the barrel and tried the trigger again. This time it worked.
"Where's the kaboom? There was supposed to be an Earth-shattering 'kaboom'."


Yah, that's a doozy, alright.
The chef at a hotel in Switzerland lost a finger in a meat-cutting machine and, after a little hopping around, submitted a claim to his insurance company. The company expecting negligence sent out one of its men to have a look for himself. He tried the machine and he also lost a finger. The chef's claim was approved.
"So would you like that in tens and twenties?"


Parking lot rage?
A man who shoveled snow for an hour to clear a space for his car during a blizzard in Chicago returned with his vehicle to find a woman had taken the space. So he shot her.
Officer: "So let me get this straight...you shoveled a parking space for an hour IN blizzard conditions in Chicago?"


Free Ride
After stopping for drinks at an illegal bar, a Zimbabwean bus driver found that the 20 mental patients he was supposed to be transporting from Harare to Bulawayo had escaped. Not wanting to admit his incompetence, the driver went to a nearby bus stop and offered everyone waiting there a free ride. He then delivered the passengers to the mental hospital, telling the staff that the patients were very excitable and prone to bizarre fantasies. The deception wasn't discovered for 3 days.
"Y'all hop on in! We're going to...uhh...Disneyland. Yeah, that's it!"


A Special Kind of Migraine for Idiots
An American teenager was in the hospital recovering from serious head wounds received from an oncoming train. When asked how he received the injuries, the lad told police that he was simply trying to see how close he could get his head to a moving train before he was hit.
Do not play chicken with this man.


Come Rob Me Anytime
A man walked into a Louisiana Circle-K, put a $20 bill on the counter, and asked for change. When the clerk opened the cash drawer, he man pulled a gun and asked for all the cash in the register, which the clerk promptly provided. The man took the cash from the clerk and fled, leaving the $20 bill on the counter. The total amount of cash he got from the drawer...$15.
If someone points a gun at you and gives you money, is a crime committed?


The Perfect PSA for Responsible Drinking
Seems an Arkansas guy wanted some beer pretty badly. He decided that he'd just throw a cinderblock through a liquor store window, grab some booze, and run. So he lifted the cinderblock and heaved it over his head at the window. The cinderblock bounced back and hit the would-be thief on the head, rendering him unconscious. The liquor store window was made of Plexiglas. The whole event was caught on videotape.
Please...don't drink and pillage.


A Coerced Confession
As a female shopper exited a New York convenience store, a man grabbed her purse and ran. The clerk called 911 immediately, and the woman was able to give them a detailed description of the snatcher. Within minutes, the police apprehended the snatcher. They put him in the car and drove back to the store. The thief was then taken out of the car and told to stand there for a positive ID. To which he replied, "Yes, officer, that's her. That's the lady I stole the purse from."
"Son maybe you oughtta get yerself a good attorney, I wouldn't represent myself in court if I were you."


Your Way, Right Away
The Ann Arbor News crime column reported that a man walked into a Burger King in Ypsilanti, Michigan, at 5 a.m., flashed a gun, and demanded cash. The clerk turned him down because he said he couldn't open the cash register without a food order. When the man ordered onion rings, the clerk said they weren't available for breakfast. The man, frustrated, walked away.
What's the world come to if you can't even get Onion Rings for breakfast at gunpoint?


And the winner is...
When a man attempted to siphon gasoline from a motor home parked on a Seattle street, he got much more than he bargained for. Police arrived at the scene to find a very sick man curled up next to a motor home near spilled sewage. A police spokesman said that the man admitted to trying to steal gasoline and plugged his siphon hose into the motor home's sewage tank by mistake. The owner of the vehicle declined to press charges, saying that it was the best laugh he'd ever had.

Bazooka-Joe made it so at 12:44 PM

8 Comments:

  • At December 20, 2005 12:32 PM, Blogger Daniel added:

    When I was a lad my father was an avid Citizen's Band Radio user (a CB-er if you will). My dad really bought into the whole "smokie and the bandit" culture, and chose for his CB handle/callname the moniker "This One"

    The choice of "this one" as his handle had a lot to do with the radio operator vernacular of the time - that is, it was considered cool to say, "Breaker breaker, how's it going good buddy, come on back to this one" - which meant, "I am currently requesting air time on this radio channel to extend a salutation to you my good friend, and would appreciate a response" - the term "this one" was practically burnt into the truck driver jargon as the "CB" way one would refer to one's self.

    So my father loved the name, and even named my Mom "That one" - and having five kids named us accordingly "Which one" and "What one" etc.

    The point is that we had to go yearly to these camping Jamborees specifically for CB-ers. They were all the rage in the seventies late-twenties, early thirties w/kids genre.

    One morning one of the larger campers had a hose sticking out of the septic tank. There was an abandoned pail (apparently to collect gas in), and a trail of vomit that went off in one direction.

    That last entry reminded me of this sad time in my life - but I did smile. |  

  • At December 20, 2005 4:00 PM, Blogger Jim added:

    Hilarious! These totally cracked me up. That Burger King one was so true...I can just see it happening now. |  

  • At January 17, 2006 7:37 AM, Blogger FX Turk added:

    Dude: your font size is too small for a geezer like me to read.

    Please help the visually impaired to ridicule you. |  

  • At February 08, 2006 2:54 PM, Blogger Daniel added:

    He can't Frank - he jumped off the planet... |  

  • At March 09, 2006 2:32 PM, Blogger Daniel added:

    Come back Joe - we miss ya. |  

  • At April 26, 2006 8:36 AM, Blogger Daniel added:

    Just my monthly check in... |  

  • At July 13, 2006 1:03 PM, Blogger Daniel added:

    Make that my semi-annual check in... |  

  • At July 25, 2006 5:23 PM, Blogger Bazooka-Joe added:

    Wow. People are still checking this eh? I'm thinking I may just come back to it here pretty soon. |