So I get a phone call in the middle of the night from the county jail asking that I come on down, they think they've got "our man!" Apparently this guy was out running absolutely amok up and down the Hilltop Drive night club alley. Laughing frighteningly loud and head- butting people indiscriminately, the cops where finally able to corral the chap in a walk-in refrigerator in the Red Lion's Kitchen. Police found the man sobbing, covered in Bleu Cheese dressing and begging for some Buffalo-wings. Just pathetic!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
No No Fool!
So I get a phone call in the middle of the night from the county jail asking that I come on down, they think they've got "our man!" Apparently this guy was out running absolutely amok up and down the Hilltop Drive night club alley. Laughing frighteningly loud and head- butting people indiscriminately, the cops where finally able to corral the chap in a walk-in refrigerator in the Red Lion's Kitchen. Police found the man sobbing, covered in Bleu Cheese dressing and begging for some Buffalo-wings. Just pathetic!
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