Showing posts with label forced sterilization. Show all posts
Showing posts with label forced sterilization. Show all posts

Mar 13, 2009

It's Called SAFE SEX For A Reason..... Idiot!

I don't make this stuff up, friends.
I just report it.

A Maryland woman was badly injured recently when her partner (boyfriend, husband, "aquaintance"?) attached a sex toy to a saber saw (a.k.a. reciprocating saw) and attempted to use it during sex.
The saw cut through the toy and then cut the woman, causing her to bleed.
The man called police who in turn had the woman taken to the hospital.
The accident was deemed the result of mishap during consensual sex, and it was determined that no crime had been commited.
No further word on the woman's condition at this time.

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Okay first things first.

WHAT THE HOLY F&@KING HELL?!?!?!?

Who's bright idea was it to do that in the first place?
I feel bad for the woman, since she got hurt pretty seriously.
But she apparently agreed to let him do it. It's not like he tied her up and forced her.

And a reciprocating saw? Really?!?
This is what one looks like:


Those things are made for cutting through drywall and crap. And they put a shaft of soft rubber over the blades and thought "it'd be good for some fun"?

Has the whole world just totally lost it?
How could anyone POSSIBLY think it was a good idea?
At the very least, they should have taken the blades off of it. There's still the potential to get hurt, but at least there wouldn't be any JAGGED F&@KING SAW BLADES to risk cutting into her body!!!

Hotness & I aren't above a little slap & tickle ourselves, but when it comes to incorporating power tools into the bedroom I think we both know better.

I just don't understand where people's heads are anymore.
It's like there's nothing in them to tell them "Hey! This is a bad idea and isn't going to end well. You'd better stop."

Dec 17, 2008

No Cake For Little Adolf

Poor little Adolf Hitler Campbell won't be getting his 3rd birthday cake from the local ShopRite this year. The supermarket feels that the name is inappropriate and reserves the right refuse service.

I totally agree with them on this.
Who in their right mind names their kid Adolf Hitler..... or Aryan Nation for that matter?!?
Oh, only some numbnut with a point to make that's about as blunt as the one on top of his head.

It's not so much that this idiot had to name his kids these ridiculous (and quite frankly, offensive) names, but that these kids are w-a-y too young to realize the baggage they are going to be carrying around.
That's what really irks me about dips#!ts like that.

There's a reason that Adolf is not a name given to babies anymore.
(Perhaps it has something to do with a little thing called "the holocaust"? I'm just spit-balling here)

Ahhhh... but don't worry. Good ol' Walmart was willing to make a cake for him.
Of course they'll sell anything to make a buck. (or do they?)

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UPDATE
A very good editorial on this subject from the Lehigh Valley website.

Sep 16, 2008

Embarrassed By My Species

I was at the grocery store last night picking up some stuff for dinner (chicken enchiladas verde, yum!).

Things were going just fine. I got everything I needed and then found a line that wasn't too long at the checkout.
It turned out that the cashier was new and therefore was still in training. "No big deal, " I thought, "I'm not in a hurry".

So I put my basket in the conveyor and waited my turn.
As I stood there, I started listening to what was taking place at the register in front of me.
A woman and her two kids were shuffling around stuff they had picked up to buy only to find out they didn't have enough money to pay for it.
That in and of itself isn't a big deal. I've done that myself on occasion.

But the problem was this:
She was a large woman (and I know I'm not a skinny fella, but bear with me for a bit) and quite loud.
They had purchased various food-related items (among them; chips, donuts and cookies) and were trying to pay for them with a government-issued debit card.
There wasn't enough money on the card so they were having to put stuff back. But rather than take it back to where they got it or give it to the cashier, they were stuffing it into the magazines and various other shelving located at the register line. At one point she reached across the counter and placed a handful of bagged food at the register drawer... where the money is.

Then the cashier needed a price check and tried to get the cashier next to us to help.
The women in front of me just pushed her face in the other cashier's area and said, "We need some help here!"
When she got her attention, the woman (customer) asked if the cashier wanted her (the customer) to just ring up the groceries.
"No, that'll be okay. We can take care of it," the woman was told.

So now, back to the gov't debit card they were using.
You get one of these when you need assistance from the government to cover basic needs.
I noticed that this woman was wearing as close to fashionable clothing as she could get.
Faux designer sunglasses on her head. Designer capri pants. And she had a tan (fake? real? I don't care to find out)
But here she is buying junk food with government assistance for her and her kids and stuffing what she couldn't afford into the surrounding shelves and encouraging her kids to do so as well.
They had the poor cashier all confused.

Finally, they were finished and on their way.

Sometimes I'm just ashamed to be seen with other members of the human race.

May 16, 2008

Domestic Disturbance

Aaaaannnd now back to the funny!

A couple was recently charged with hitting each other with frying pans.
Well, the saying goes, "You only hurt the ones you love".

Kind of reminds me of this:

Jun 25, 2007

Angry White Boys

Yesterday I was the victim of "Road Rage".
The event is still bothering me, so I thought I'd try to get it out of my system by writing about it.

On my way into town yesterday morning, I was being tail-gated by some young punk in a blue car. He was so close to my rear that I couldn't read his license plate.
I stepped on my brake to get him to back off, which sent him weaving and screeching to slow down.
Well, that certainly helped to piss him off, as he then proceeded to follow my exact route in town.
I pulled over at a local coffee shop to let him pass and give me his "angry look" and then be on his way. No such luck. As soon as I pulled to a stop, he pulled in right behind me and started getting out of his car.
"Okay, not cool" I thought, so I pulled back into the road and stopped at the stop light. He followed me and again got out of his car. "Yeah, DEFINITELY not cool now" I said to myself.
So, I ran the red light hoping a cop might see it as he got back in his car and followed me out of town.
By this time I called 911 who then put me through to the Highway Patrol.

To cut this story short, the guy followed me out of town, around a round-about intersection and back into town.
All the while I'm on the phone telling them about him racing up to my bumber and waving his middle finger at me. I also noticed he had a baby car seat in the back. "Great! I've got a crazy idiot driving behind with a kid in the car."

I saw a police car coming in the opposite direction, so the guy on the phone told me to try and get his attention. I flicked my lights, but the offiicer totally didn't catch it and passed me.
Behind the cop was an RV a few car lengths back, so in desperation I made a HARD left-hand turn behind the cop and in front of the RV. The idiot behind couldn't make the turn in time, (thank goodness for a nimble car!) so I managed to get out of the parking lot I turned into, back onto the road and going in the opposite direction of my pursuer.

I didn't see him after that, so I either lost him or he gave up.

The problem is; There's only a couple of main roads from my house to downtown and I live in a heavily redneck-populated area, so my chances of running into him again are fairly certain... especially since I drive a distinctive car.

This event has my stomach in knots, kept me from getting a decent sleep and is bothering me still today.

For him... he probably went home, had a few beers and told his buddies how he scared the pants of some dumb yuppie and has by now forgotten about it.

It makes me wish that enforced sterilization was mandatory in some cases. We don't need any more stupid, young punks in the world like that one.