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"Honey, there's a mouse on your head. Now do not move. I'll shoot it right off . . ." |
Posted on 10/20/2004 1:03:01 PM PDT by Willie Green
A mouse loose in a Somerset County house may have escaped injury early Tuesday morning, but a woman who lives there wasn't as fortunate.
State police at Somerset said 43-year-old Donald Eugene Rugg was attempting to shoot the rodent with a .22-caliber handgun inside the home he shares with 35-year-old Cathy Jo Harris, along Chicken Bone Road, in Lower Turkeyfoot Township, shortly after midnight.
As he fired the weapon, Harris reportedly walked into the path of the discharged round and was struck in the right arm with birdshot.
(Excerpt) Read more at pittsburghlive.com ...
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Jagoffs and guns... a deadly, yet hilarious combination.
What does this have to do with outsourcing, unemployment or an alleged failing middle class?
How much Rolling Rock was involved in this little situation?
and she thought that fur coat he gave her was real.
Doogle
...."along Chicken Bone Road, in Lower Turkeyfoot Township".....
Sounds like a lovely neighborhood to park your rusty trailer.
No stereotypes here, no sir.
He's lucky the mouse didn't jump on his head.
A mouse once bit my sister....
Birdshot from a .22 handgun?
Huh?
"Birdshot" coming out of a .22 handgun seems somewhat strange ...
And note the "struck in the right arm with birdshot" line.
Donald Eugene Rugg must have some of those top-secret 22 caliber shotgun shells.
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"Honey, there's a mouse on your head. Now do not move. I'll shoot it right off . . ." |
"Shhhhhhhh....! Be quiet!.....Weasel in the wall" -Lt.Dangle, Reno 911
Good question. I would imagine, quite a few. LOL!
"...Chicken Bone Road, in Lower Turkeyfoot Township..."
Scrappleface could make this stuff up.
Maybe he's afraid of what might happen if he calls pest control.
A woman was having a passionate affair with an inspector from a
pest-control company. One afternoon they were carrying on in the bedroom
together when her husband arrived home unexpectedly.
"Quick," said the woman to her lover," into the closet!" and she pushed
him in the closet, stark naked. The husband, however, became suspicious and
after a search of the bedroom discovered the man in the closet "Who are
you?" he asked him.
"I'm an inspector from Rodents-B-Gone," said the exterminator.
"What are you doing in there?" the husband asked.
"I'm investigating a complaint about an infestation of mice," the man
replied.
"And where are your clothes?" asked the husband.
The man looked down at himself and said,... "Those little b**tards."
What does this have to do with outsourcing, unemployment or an alleged failing middle class? He lost his job when the town outsourced their village idiot to Brazil.
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