the random musings not worthy of new thread thread

[PoopyfaceMcGee]

Philly giving rubbers to male prisoners

Ha!

[Rome]

Hummer update. . .  apparently the girl who owned the Hummer got into an accident over the weekend.  According to her husband, she was at the Mall and was backing out of a parking space, didn't see someone coming and smashed into the other car.

Nothing major but he said there was like $5,000 damage done to the other vehicle and the tail light section of the Hummer was smashed.

[ice grillin you]

david duke speaking at the 'holocaust never happened' conference today

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/12/11/world/middleeast/11cnd-iran.html?_r=1&hp&ex=1165899600&en=89a54e1e0974643d&ei=5094&partner=homepage&oref=slogin

[MDS]

They may be on to something. After all, Jews can change shape.

[Feva]

[Father Demon]

We have new information on the rape charges against a former Parker High School student. Seventeen-year-old Jerome Hunt faces 21 counts of rape and attempted rape. Each count carries up to 25 years in prison.

But Hunt's lawyer Mike Butler claims the complaints came from fellow Parker wrestlers who were simply victims of a legitimate wrestling move.

Butler just filed a motion to move the case to juvenile court. On that court document, he lays out a lot of information presented to the grand jury before they indicted Hunt on the rape charges.

Former state champion wrestler Jerome Hunt's lawyer says all but two of the incidents reported happened in the Parker High School wrestling room before practice during last year's wrestling season.

Hunt told investigators the accusations probably come from a wrestling move called a "butt drag" or "skinning," which involves the wrestler placing pressure on the area of the rectum.

Hunt's former assistant coach told investigators, "It's not something illegal or not taught. It's being taught all over."

One accuser even testified to the grand jury, "I didn't take it as a sexual move. I took it as him just messing around."

But the criminal complaint states that Hunt "accomplished an act of sexual penetration." That implies penetration, even if it happened with Hunt's fingers through the other boys' wrestling uniforms, could be considered rape.

Hunt denies penetration. His lawyer writes that the claims against Hunt are "grossly distorted and exaggerated." And he thinks the matter should be handled in juvenile court.

The two instances that didn't happen in the wrestling room allegedly happened on the bus ride home from a match.

Hunt will be in Turner County court December 22nd, where a judge will decide whether the case stays in adult court.

[PoopyfaceMcGee]

Hunt denies penetration

The "hunt" I know would never deny penetration.

[Diomedes]

I don't care whether this is true or not

....For anyone who didn't see David Letterman's take on this: (And it's a true story...)

On a recent weekend in Atlantic City, a woman won a bucketful of quarters at a slot machine. She took a break from the slots for dinner with her husband in the hotel dining room. But first she wanted to stash the Quarters in her room. "I'll be right back and we'll go to eat," she told her husband and carried the coin-laden bucket to the elevator.

As she was about to walk into the elevator she noticed two men already aboard. Both were black. One of them was tall...very tall...an intimidating figure.

The woman froze. Her first thought was: These two are going to rob me.  Her next thought was: Don't be a bigot, they look like perfectly nice gentlemen.

But racial stereotypes are powerful, and fear immobilized her.

She stood and stared at the two men. She felt anxious, flustered and ashamed. She hoped they didn't read her mind but Gosh, they had to know what she was thinking! Her hesitation about joining them in the elevator was all too obvious now. Her face was flushed. She couldn't just stand there, so with a mighty effort of will she picked up one foot and stepped forward and followed with the other foot and was on the elevator.

Avoiding eye contact, she turned around stiffly and faced the elevator doors as they closed.  A second passed, and then another second, and then another. Her fear increased! The elevator didn't move.

Panic consumed her. My God, she thought, I'm trapped and about to be robbed!

Her heart plummeted.  Perspiration poured from every pore.  Then one of the men said, "Hit the floor." Instinct told her to do what they told her. The bucket of quarters flew upwards as she threw out  her arms and collapsed on the elevator floor. A shower of  coins rained down on  her.

Take my money and spare me, she prayed.  More seconds passed.  She heard one of the men say politely, "Ma'am, if you'll just tell us what floor you're going to, we'll push the button."

The one who said it had a little trouble getting the words out.

He was trying mightily to hold in a belly laugh.

The woman lifted her head and looked up at the two men.

They reached down to help her up.  Confused, she struggled to her feet.

"When I told my friend here to hit the floor," said the average sized one, "I meant that he should hit the elevator button for our floor.  I didn't mean for you to hit the floor, ma'am." He spoke genially.  He bit his lip.

It was obvious he was Having a hard time not laughing.

The woman thought: My God, what a spectacle I've made of myself.

She was too humiliated to speak. She wanted to blurt out an apology, but words failed her. How do you apologize to two perfectly respectable gentlemen for behaving as though they were going to rob you? She didn't know what to say. The three of them gathered up the strewn quarters and refilled her bucket.

When the elevator arrived at her floor they then insisted on walking her to her room. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet, and they were afraid she might not make it down the corridor. At her door they bid her a good evening. As she slipped into her room she could hear them roaring with laughter as they walked back to the elevator.

The woman brushed herself off. She pulled herself together and went downstairs for dinner with her husband. The next morning flowers were delivered to her room - a dozen roses. Attached to EACH rose was a crisp one hundred dollar bill. The card said: "Thanks for the best laugh we've had in years."

It was signed:
Eddie Murphy
Michael Jordan

for all I know Eddie Murphy and Michael Jordon have never met.

[Geowhizzer]

Story's been around since the 1970s, according to Snopes.

[PoopyfaceMcGee]

That would be amusing, though.

[Diomedes]

[Feva]

Eddie's lying.  My cousin was there.

[BigEd76]

Hunt denies penetration

The "hunt" I know would never deny penetration.

How about the "Jerome" you know?

[MDS]

I was in AC this weekend. There are black people there.

[BigEd76]

and chinese women