Them are some funny stories. I have one to add (doesn’t have anything to do with teeth (and this was back in my young and stupid days). A few friends had gathered for a GTG of the local CB club I belonged to. I was in charge of making spare ribs – because I had a rep for them being the best. So I have a huge cake pan over flowing with ribs and hand it off to someone to past to the table. This person is sitting down in a lawn chair as he is placing the ribs on the table – he busted thur the chair and as he is hitting the ground the pan of ribs are flying thur the air (you know the saying – when pigs fly). and land all over the yard. Guy yells 5 second rule and scrambles to pick up all the ribs. Now this yard is known to have pets in it but he proceedes to put the pan of picked up ribs on the table and asks who wants some. We all of course say no and he proclaims the ribs his as that a little dirt ain’t going to hurt anything and he waited all week long for my ribs. So he has started to go thur the ribs one by one to pick off any visible signs of grass, dirt, ect… As he is doing this, some other people are now shooting off fireworks. As he is sitting there eating he wants a bottle rocket to light off. He now sooner gets the lighter started and along comes two police officers. Their first comment was that they could smell ribs from up the block (they parked a block away to try and catch us shooting off fireworks because someone called and complained). Then the police ask if we are shooting off fireworks and the guy eating the ribs says no. Well, he thought that the bottle rocket that he was trying to light the second before the police came along didn’t light and he threw it under his chair in hopes of it not being seen. Well the fuse was started and as he told the officer no that we were not setting off fireworks the bottle rocket went off. The only place for it to go was thur the seat of the lawn chair he was sitting in
The one of the officers says he has to write out a ticket for the fireworks and while this is being done, the guy offers the police some ribs in a “no hard feelings” jesture. They each fill a plate and proceed to start eating on their way back to the car with no clue that the ribs had just been on the ground where dogs do #1 and #2.
February 8, 2005 at 4:12 am
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