You don't need a getaway driver in Minneapolis, less than five minutes from my parent's house, when you rob my old bank and stop at my favorite liquor store and get a (probably very tasty) sandwich from one of the best sub shops in the city.
Secret Service investigates
satanic vampire presidential candidate for threatening to impale Bush after he's been elected.
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| “They never even asked to see my impaling stick,” Sharkey said. |
I got a good laugh out of that until I read that The Impaler is from New Jersey. Sigh.
Aw, they're so gorgeous!
Tigers and leopards = leone *SQUEE!!!* x eleventy
Oh my God. That poor girl. And her poor dog too.
Sometimes I really hate humans.
I saw that story in the online Minneapolis Star-Tribune this morning, and started crying at my desk. I wanted to resign from the human race after reading it.
Oh my God. Oh my God. What the fuck?!
| QUOTE (Tabby @ March 15, 2007 12:19 pm) |
| I saw that story in the online Minneapolis Star-Tribune this morning, and started crying at my desk. I wanted to resign from the human race after reading it. |
*sigh* First the puppy in the oven and now this. I...have no words. :*-(
...I think I like my homestate better when drunk guys are robbing banks and getting away on the bus with a tasty sandwich.
The hell? As if leaving the poor dog's severed head wasn't sadistic enough, the bastard had to leave a note and candy? (Still, I don't get the "implied" terrorist threat that the police are investigating. There has to be some other law that applies.)
I don't think it was political terrorism so much as stalky personal terrorism. Because seriously, WHAT THE FUCK.
And why were batteries included on top?