I can’t stop chuckling at the phrase “Oy! Put that party sausage away!” I think that was the greatest way to describe a flasher. This Ragen Howarth fellow sounds like quite the prize. There’s a lot of he said she said, but that sentence alone made me think the story should go up here.
Monthly Archives: March 2010
Calling All Guelphites With HP Trekkers
Here’s a weird call. Is there anyone who lives in Guelph and has a Trekker with the HP PDA? If you do, please email me. Long story time. Barb has been telling me that she has a cool Christmas present for me and can’t wait to give it to me. Well, she finally gave it …
Fly The We’re Gettin’ Too Friendly In Here Skys
I know if I were a dude and I found that my scrotum was bleeding while I was on a plane, I’d be pretty freaked out. But I don’t think I’d ever ask a flight attendant to give the area a close examination to figure out what was wrong, and then sue when the attendant …
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Several Wrongs Do Make A Wright
I don’t know what to think of poor Charles Wright and his course of action, except to say he’s a lucky man. So they’d built a new court building and everyone was getting used to it. Wright, a security officer, took a wrong turn, and wound up locked in a holding cell. Wright was claustrophobic. …
You Say Peetato
So, we have established from this story that Steven Andrew Plank is a screwed up man. I mean, who throws urine on his dad for cooking potatos on the stove? Where else would one cook potatos? Not only did he throw his dad’s own piss on him, but he threw the potatos on him! Gees! …
This One Wasn’t Playing
I wonder what, besides alcohol, compelled Donald Wolfe to try and resuscitate a dead possum. I love the following quote. Trooper Levier said Wolfe was “extremely intoxicated” and “did have his mouth in the area of the animal’s mouth, I guess.” I wonder if he was trying to make up for Kevin A. Temple’s drunken …
Why Not Change The First Name To Chester?
If you’re going to buy a five-year-old child, your name had better not be Patrick Ange Molesti. If it is, then you’re just doomed. As an aside, I wonder if the child he was trying to buy was Gavin.
Holly Update
Wooohooo, I have some good news. Holly got her ABI activated! It sounds like it will be a long and difficult process, but it has begun, and it’s working. Also, she got one of those Deafblind Communicator thingies I was talking about, and she’s loving it to death. Holy crap, I’m so happy it all …
Windows Can Be Made To Sing!
And I thought Jim of Seattle had a clever idea. Here’s one better. This piece of music is entirely played by windows sounds. Um, wow.
My Latest Freaky Trixie Dream
I had a really freaky dream last night so figured I’d write it down. I dreamed I came into a store with Trixie, and someone else’s service dog attacked Trix. In the confusion, nobody could figure out which dog was the aggressor, and both of us were saying it wasn’t our dog. So, for some …