MY FIRST MUG SHOT
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Barry Larry Terry is his name...at least the city owned up to faking it https://whnt.com/news/local-officer-...dia-sensation/ -
"OK kids, pay attention please. When Uncle Fester puts his head in the vice, it's acting! Don't try this at home."
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MTurney Your post reminds me of something I posted elsewhere a few years ago...
Hmm...and it was all going so well...
Until I hit the curb about 50 feet from my front door.
Well, didn't "hit it" so much as not having attempted to surmount it with enough steam so as to allow BOTH wheels to overcome said obstacle...
So while the front wheel cleared it, impressively and without effort, the rear wheel, it would seem, failed to get those instructions, or at the very least refused to cooperate...thus bringing my forward momentum to zero.
Curiously, bad things happen when a bicycle in motion rapidly slows to zero. Balance becomes not only dodgy but well-nigh impossible...especially when not only are both wheels on a different plane...but the back wheel has taken a rest against the curb at an odd angle...
Full stop.
Alas, though it felt as if there was plenty of time (seeing as time had managed to stop to give the gods a chance to witness the spectacle) there was in fact not enough time with which to extricate my foot from the confines of its sinister "clip less" pedal.
So, in a slow motion ballet beau tragédie...I went down. Upon landing, my left foot, or topmost and thus useless to the occasion, came loose. Oh joy of joys. My right foot, which may have in fact impeded my bodily connection with the ground, remained firmly attached. No doubt a comfort to those that think their bike may, at any point, be stolen from under themselves.
And, as you might be laughing at my little diversion, do not concern yourself that I was not doing the same. Quite frankly, I laughed my arse off. Now, whether I shall feel the same in the morning, obviously, remains to be seen. But for now, just minor scrapes and bruises. So, no worries.
And, equally important, at least to me...the bicycle sustained no damage.
So in the end, all is well.Comment
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Many years ago I was riding my bike and trying to figure out why the gears were not changing properly. Which is when I rear ended a parked car, catapulting me over the handlebars, and slicing my forearm from wrist to elbow along the way. 50 years ago, still have the scar. -
Bogy Yikes. I had a friend do a similar thing many years ago...fortunately he simply slid across the car. He got lucky.
OTOH, I have another friend that is permanently paralyzed after hitting a parked vehicle. She was training, trying to beat a personal best. On a hill she’s bombed down countless times...she tucked up to gain speed, head down, and hit a city truck the was partially in the road.
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Aliens come to earth. They meet with all the world leaders. Eventually it’s the Pope’s turn to chat to them.
He asks the one alien, “Greetings alien, what do you think of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ?”
The alien exclaims, “Ah, JC! He’s my boy! We have a massive party when he visits us once a year!”
“He visits you once a year?” The Pope asks in astonishment. “He hasn’t been to earth in more than two millennia! How did you manage that?!”
“Well, when he first came to our planet we gave him a box of our finest chocolates. What did you guys do?”
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What do you call a chicken ghost?
A poultrygeist!Comment
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