This story about John Popper getting popped for driving over 110 MPH, then having a subsequent search of his vehicle produce a massive cache of weapons and a small amount of weed raises several interesting questions: – Being the lead singer of freakin’ Blues Traveler, shouldn’t that be “a massive stash of weed and a ...
While watching the Salt Lake City local news tonight, I heard the following sentence: Members of a local family spent Christmas in the hospital after exchanging stab wounds instead of gifts. Obviously not a funny subject, but the way they worded that made me burst out laughing.
Fuckin’ kids. I was sound asleep about an hour ago and was awoken by the cat yowling. This isn’t anything out of the ordinary, but I heard a police radio, so I figured the cops were busting up the guys who hang out in another part of the alley that runs behind my building, and ...