In the police report section of today's local paper I learned that 50 bras ranging in size from 32A to 38D had been stolen from Victoria's Secret. Wow! This leads one to believe someone just came in and "scooped" up a whole rack and ran with them. The Victoria's Secret here is in a mall - 50 bras are going to be hard to cram in a purse even one the size of a Buddha Bag. The 38D's alone would fill a substantial shopping bag. Leaving me to wonder. How did this happen? Where were store personnel? And did no one see someone fleeing VS with flapping straps and bobbing cups? I think as a store manager I might have been ashamed to report this one.
I'm hoping this was a typo and someone really didn't involve the police. Property valued at $1 (yes, you read it right) one dollar was stolen from a local residence. Crap! I want to call the police department and offer to give that person a dollar. I can't right many injustices in the world but I can sure handle that one.
And finally, a Pocola, OK police officer shot his wife in the foot while clearing his gun. The report states the officer was in the river bottoms shooting his gun, went home, sat down next to his wife to clear his weapon and "accidentally" shot her in the foot. He then proceeded to drive her to the hospital for treatment where he was questioned in connection to the shooting. Wonder what the chances are in a few weeks the report will read "local Oklahoma police officer found beaten senseless while sleeping" wife claims she was cooking breakfast for her husband and "accidentally" dropped her iron skillet on his head 3 times.
**Courtesy of my friend Denise and the Texas Redneck Society**
If you ever hid in a clothes dryer to avoid being busted for selling meth . . . you might be a Redneck. If you ever caught your garage and dog house on fire because you put the waffle iron the dog's house to keep it warm . . . you might just be a redneck. Can't make this stuff up . . . Brilliance here in the Texas Panhandle
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