Earlier this week I posted a story of a killer tripping over his baggy pants and falling to his death. This is almost as good.
Did you hear the one about the naked streaker in the church?
They caught him by the organ.
Happy Kwanza!
I hope they didn’t try to sell those steaks! Ugh...
“Is that a porterhouse in your pants or are ya just glad to see me?”
Colonel, USAFR
Waiting to find out when the employee will be fired and an apology issued...
Referring back to the post of the baggy pants dirtbag dying, brought to mind the description of the three perps in the Mall robbery last week, black hoodies, jeans, and description of two of the perps underware!
When I was a kid on my first job as a grocery bagger at a mom/pop store I saw a guy shoplifting meat and told my manager who was all of 4’11” tall.
When the shoplifter, who was at least 6’3”, tried to exit the store she blocked his way and told him to “hand it over”.
I don’t know if the guy was startled to have gotten caught or shocked such a little lady would be so bold, but he forked it over and she stepped out of his way and let him go.
An old police tactic for controlling bad guys was to grab them by the hair with one hand and place the billy club between their legs and march them off to the brig. It works pretty well, but isn’t used much anymore.
LET'S TALK!!I don’t know if the Vicar in Yorkshire would approve of this crime or not. It wasn’t a big business after all. He’s probably not very displeased though:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fwlp0avWPaA