I'm tired. So instead of one big rant, you get five little ones. I'm not sure the math works on that, but whatever.
No, He Was Just Hungry - A 38-year-old man in Woodland Hills was arrested on a DUI after slamming his car into an empty restaurant. Thirty-five feet into the restaurant. That's some fine driving, Tex.
They Do It For Love - A man in his twenties was stabbed in the stomach, apparently over a woman, at The Geisha House in Hollywood. Random, gut punching violence. Chicks dig that.
Send In Hulk Hogan - The WWF Shotgun Bandits have been captured after knocking over a bank in Yorba Linda. I hear the cops took them down with a Frankensteiner and a Flying Bulldog.
One More On The Death Row Pile - James Winslow Dixon was sentenced to death for the kidnapping and murder of college student Christina Burmeister in 2001. Seems he and three others (who did not get the death penalty for their role in the murder) nabbed her on the way to a party, got her bank info and bled her account before slashing her throat and leaving her to die. Charming people. Now, I have to agree with his defense attorney, James Slevin on at least one point. "If one gets death they should all get death." Absolutely, Mr. Slevin. I wholeheartedly concur.
Anybody Missing A Femur? - This one's a little further afield. A suitcase full of what appear to be human bones was found by the railroad tracks down in Oceanside.
1 comments:
Might be my femur.
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