Ho, ho, ho, now get me out!
Thu 20 September 2007
So, I’m thinking about drunk boyfriends. In Evansville, a man was drunk and climbed down the chimney of his girlfriend’s house because she locked the door and told him to go away. Well, needless to say, he got stuck. The fire department came, and then they called the police department because she wouldn’t get out of the way of the fireplace. (She got a misdemeanor for disorderly conduct and interfering with a firefighter. She said, “I told them to leave him in there and let him die.”) Well, they got the man out and took him to the hospital. But when he got out, he went back to the house to apologize and was met by her standing on the porch throwing a garbage can and bottles at him. Wow… I’m not sure if you could make this stuff up. This almost sounds like a story that Jeff Foxworthy would tell. I was always told that there is a reason for everything, and I suppose the reason that Rednecks are important is for my own entertainment. Maybe they are here to make my own problems seem trivial. And I thought I had dated some weirdos, but at least they never tried to climb down my chimney. Most of them at least figured out that when I never answered my phone, it was over. I’m sure Santa Claus is sitting up in the North Pole thinking to himself, “Damn, now I’m going to have to think up some other way to get in. The Rednecks have taken over my method.”
: stupid criminals, rednecks, Evansville
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