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...and brutal.
Posted by: KOW | November 14, 2006 at 04:38 PM
Target practice. He wasn't aiming at the chest.
Posted by: estrogen centrale | November 14, 2006 at 04:39 PM
When asked why he did it, Neff replied, "Well it was convenient."
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | November 14, 2006 at 04:40 PM
And it wasn't random. This is a serial pee-shooter.
Posted by: estrogen centrale | November 14, 2006 at 04:41 PM
Sooo, inquiringly, did Walter ever get shot for this crime? Is that why he is just a remnant of his old self?
Posted by: Hanna | November 14, 2006 at 04:43 PM
Didn't read too far - was this about Dick Cheney on Election Day?
Posted by: Kathybear | November 14, 2006 at 04:45 PM
Interestingly, they end the article noting that a similar thing happened in 1988.
I've lived in Orange - albeit nearly 30 years ago - and I can well believe that a man could get shot there for peeing on someone's store.
Intersting, too - yellow + red = Orange. Coincidence?
Posted by: Clean Hands | November 14, 2006 at 04:46 PM
Brought to you by The Orange Leader - something for everyone, every day
And I misread the title. At first, I thought it said he was shot for 'peeling'.
Posted by: MOTW | November 14, 2006 at 04:48 PM
damn, there goes my fantasy of peeing on the Alamo
Posted by: Chaz | November 14, 2006 at 04:50 PM
MOTW-Well, technically first he "peeled" and then he "peed."
So, you got it right.
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | November 14, 2006 at 04:51 PM
Chaz, why would you want to do that? I thought John Wayne was so heroic!
Posted by: Hanna | November 14, 2006 at 04:52 PM
Ya see, problem was, that the guy with the gun was leaning against the building.
Posted by: ron | November 14, 2006 at 04:58 PM
Neff is just lucky a cop didn't catch him. They actually bust people for indecent exposure if they catch 'em urinating in public. Believe it or not, that actually gets them put on the Sexual Offenders lists and can cause no end of trouble! At least he only got shot in the chest!
Posted by: CJrun | November 14, 2006 at 05:11 PM
This would have been much worse had it been #2.
Posted by: Cheryl Howard | November 14, 2006 at 05:13 PM
Cheryl, orange you glad it wasn't #2?
Posted by: slyeyes | November 14, 2006 at 05:19 PM
They only shoot you for #2 in Brownsville, TX.
*secretly wonders if it's legal to eat oranges in Amarillo*
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 14, 2006 at 05:23 PM
*SNORK!*@ Lisa's 4:40 post.
Hey, give the guy a break. If he had to go so bad he was turning orange....
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 14, 2006 at 05:26 PM
Justice of the Piece.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 14, 2006 at 05:30 PM
YAY, I got *snorked* by the Meanie!
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | November 14, 2006 at 05:37 PM
I'm gonna frame that quote, Lisa. ;-)
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 14, 2006 at 05:51 PM
Didn't he see the sign?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 14, 2006 at 05:52 PM
;-)
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | November 14, 2006 at 06:05 PM
Did anyone notice the "More from the News" section to the right of the article?
"West Orange to seek grant for sewer upgrades"
Coincidence? I think not.
Posted by: Just Ducky | November 14, 2006 at 06:15 PM
jd - I thought they were upgrading their sewing machines. Obviously YOUR mind is in the gutter.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 14, 2006 at 06:18 PM
My mind's gutter be somewhere.
Posted by: Just Ducky | November 14, 2006 at 06:28 PM
jd - I only know that because your mind is right next to my mind....in the gutter.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 14, 2006 at 08:04 PM
*mind crawls right next to Ducky & Annie*
welcome to da gutta!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 14, 2006 at 08:21 PM
Shudders to think what the penalty is for taking up two parking spaces.
Posted by: shellann | November 14, 2006 at 08:22 PM
ok, maybe it's just me (it usually is) but peeing in public seems to be the domain of the drinking man. many's the time we had to pull over and avert our eyes while one of the girls tried to pee in the ditch in the days of country roadin' but that was "private" of a sort. now i am just shocked that another man would take exception to a guy um er ah well there's a thousand euphamisms for it, in public. unless of course, the "offender" was not being discreet.
naturally i didn't read the article (wasting precious brain power is a sin)
there is an art, so to speak, to public urination. once, as i was entering the outdoor venue of a Grateful Dead concert my as then unitiated wife screamed "that guy si peeing!" i pointed out that his um er ah "willy" was obscurred by a tree and thus it was "ok"
so, was this guys dong (not in the Vietnamese currency definition) hanging out?
if no, then he should have been left alone.
if yes, then his fate was up to the marksmanship of the objector.
Posted by: rick h | November 14, 2006 at 08:25 PM
Awbh 5:52 : I always thought that was what that sign meant.
Posted by: | November 14, 2006 at 08:28 PM
In Orange, a fellow named Jim
Whose bladder was filled to the brim
Responded to nature's call
On a convenience store wall
Now Jim’s chances for livin’ are slim
Posted by: Just Ducky | November 14, 2006 at 09:34 PM
alternate ending...
Praying Bubba will make Jim a him ;-0
Posted by: Siouxie | November 14, 2006 at 09:43 PM
*just realized Jim wasn't the one arrested*
*hangs head down in shame*
nevermind ;-)
*makes mental note to actually READ the article before posting*
soooooo have ya'll heard that Dave has written a new book???? I hear it's still for sale...
Posted by: Siouxie | November 14, 2006 at 09:53 PM
He could claim to have scriptural authority:
and
Apparently Jehovah did not look kindly upon this humble crime.
Posted by: Ernie G | November 14, 2006 at 10:10 PM
...my as then unitiated wife screamed "that guy si peeing!"
Rick 8:25 pm -
You marriead a Spaniard? Or a Cuban?
Posted by: stevie w | November 14, 2006 at 10:20 PM
Pop! Pop!
Whiz whiz
Oh what a relief it isn't.
Posted by: stevie w | November 14, 2006 at 10:21 PM
SNORK at "Orange man".
I'm easily amuseed.
Posted by: Cat R. | November 14, 2006 at 10:31 PM
amuseed?
Posted by: Cat R. | November 14, 2006 at 10:32 PM
as the token Cuban here I'll say that I'd be pointing and laughing at the peeing dude...
Si!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 14, 2006 at 10:37 PM
Token?
Token?!?!?!
Nay, Fair Siouxie ... thou be the genuine article, not a mere token ... of NEthing ... merely sayin' ...
(Unless, of course, y'all are speakin' of ridin' the public transit system ... then, I dunno whut to say ...)
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | November 14, 2006 at 10:42 PM
And here's what I don't get.
Why does it have to be on a wall? I mean, don't get me wrong. There has been many a time when I envied the ability that guys have to relieve themselves almost anywhere. But how hard could it be to find a little patch of dirt somewhere, out of sight, on the GROUND, in the bushes, etc.?
Maybe I'm missing some great physiological truth, and if so, I claim ignorance. I'm raising daughters, not sons, and my pee-watching experience has been minimal.
But I just don't get why a wall is such a pee magnet.
Which reminds me of something I remember my grandmother telling my mom once. Grandpa was getting on in years and started having prostate trouble. They went to the doctor's office together, and at one point the doc told Grandma she would have to monitor the forcefulness of Grandpa's urine stream, and report if it was less than robust, or even dribbling.
She looked at him in horror.
Which could explain why, at her 40th wedding anniversary party, meek and mild Grandma's words of wisdom to my mother were, "Forty years is too long to be married to the same person."
God bless 'em both...may they rest in peace.
Not pees.
Posted by: Cat R. | November 14, 2006 at 10:45 PM
OtheU - thou maketh me feeleth so ...uh...goodeth?
Of course I is the real thing...thankee for thy comment! Ye are most graciouseth?
*thankful that she's living in THIS century* LOL
Posted by: Siouxie | November 14, 2006 at 10:59 PM
Do we know yet what a Syracuse basketball player was doing packing heat in Texas?
Posted by: slyeyes | November 14, 2006 at 11:02 PM
*will taketh my butteth to bed*
Sweet dreams all!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 14, 2006 at 11:03 PM
Where's C'bol when you need him?
To pee or not to pee, that is the question —
Whether 'tis nobler in the road to suffer
The pings and sorrows of a straining bladder,
Or to unzip against a sea of troubles,
And by unzipping, end them. To wee, to leak—
No more; and by a pee to spray wee ends
The farting and the thousand natural drops
That flesh is hairy, too — 'tis a hot sensation
Devoutly to be pissed. To wee, to leak—
To leak, perchance a stream. Ay, watch the rug!
For in that leak, oh well, what smells may come,
When we have stumbled past this convenient store,
Must give us pause. There's no respect
That cares to time so long a whiz,
For who would bear the beer and shots of time,
Th'oppressor's schl0ng, the beer man's consumer,
The pangs of Miller Lite, the loo's delay,
The insolence of orifice, and the spurns
That patient merit of th'unwieldy takes,
When he himself might his trouser snake
With a bare bodkin? who would freakin'bear,
To grunt and sweat after a weary day,
But that the dread of something oh so wet,
The inconvenient yearnings from whose bowels
No traveller returns, guzzles the swill,
And makes us rather bear those beers we have
Than drive to saloons that we know not of?
Thus duty does make pee-ers of us all,
And thus the yellowed hue of restitution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast-off stream,
And forsakers of great global warming
With this release the currents run all dry,
Shake loose the pipe of action.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 14, 2006 at 11:07 PM
Brava, brava!
I *snorketh* @ "watch the rug"
Posted by: Lisa Bisa Fo Fisa | November 14, 2006 at 11:21 PM
Sheesh!!!!! He got off easy. You should see what happens to me if I only leave the lid up (worse if I leave the lid down).
Posted by: TiggerRN | November 14, 2006 at 11:39 PM
*wildly applauds the Bard AWBH*
That reminds me of another of my favorite Shakespeare plays, "A Midsummer Night's Stream."
Posted by: Just Ducky | November 14, 2006 at 11:44 PM
that is a little extreme to shoot someone in the chest for peeing on a wall...Texas state law clearly suggests a "wingnut" is the way to go in this situation.
Posted by: Philintexas | November 14, 2006 at 11:44 PM
*SNORKs@ChannelingAnnie*
*Opens Shakespeare volume to "The Tempissed"*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 14, 2006 at 11:50 PM
Annie -
Too long.
Posted by: Stevie W | November 14, 2006 at 11:51 PM
Just another prick in the wall.
Posted by: Stevie W | November 14, 2006 at 11:52 PM
Siouxie - weeth tryeth toeth pleaseth ... niceth thateth youeth feeleth goodeth ...
stevie w -- Nayeth, varleteth ... Ieth disagreeth witheth thoueth ... theeth powereth ofeth Annieeth's soliliqueth iseth mosteth bettereth wheneth consideredeth ineth itseth entiretyeth ...
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | November 15, 2006 at 12:02 AM
British justice: Not like Texas.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 15, 2006 at 12:04 AM
Wall we are spraaaaaay-iiiiing
Is give pee a chance..........
Posted by: Stevie W | November 15, 2006 at 12:38 AM
*says in a Hollywood/Texas drawl* "Ah once shot a man in Texas, just cuz I didn't like the way he peed."
BTW, The Orange Man Group will be appearing at The Rio in Vegas, next month.
Posted by: AlanBoss | November 15, 2006 at 12:50 AM
stevie - it's ok - I'm used to handling the long stuff. C'bol's long. Take that as you may.
OtheUeth - thankth.
and snorkeths at just ducky's A Midsummer Night's Stream and Meanie's Tempissst.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 15, 2006 at 01:01 AM
Amarillo by mornin'
Up from San Antone.
Everything that I drank
Is just now gittin' gone.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 15, 2006 at 01:02 AM
I'm pissin' a wall
Where the rain gets in
And stops my mild incontinence
Now I will go......
I'm filling the gap
That ran through the grout
And watering the marathon
Now I will go......
And it really fills my bladder when I drink a pint
Of Miller, Bud, or Lite
The urge gets strong
Prudish people stand around
They worry me
And wonder why
I'm pulling out my way tumescent schlong...
I'm taking my time
With a number of shplings
That went unnoticed yesterday
And I still go...
Posted by: Stevie W | November 15, 2006 at 01:31 AM
No inspirations on urine variations, but followin' that general trend, how about Richard the Turd?
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | November 15, 2006 at 01:31 AM
I've a yellow hose in Texas, and I am going to pee,
Nobody else is watching, this wall looks good to me.
He came out with his shotgun, he gave me such a start,
But he didn't see or hear me, thank God I didn't fart.
Posted by: Stevie W | November 15, 2006 at 01:42 AM
Inspired by Annie....
Much Doo-Doo About Nothing? Romeo and Toiliet? King Rear? Julius Peesar?
Well, the good ones were taken already....
Posted by: Cat R. | November 15, 2006 at 01:43 AM
A stool! A stool! My Kingdom for a stool!
Maybe not...
Posted by: Spiny Norman | November 15, 2006 at 01:44 AM
For gay audiences...
"Two Gentlemen with a Boner"
"Pyramus and Lesbee"
Posted by: Stevie W | November 15, 2006 at 01:56 AM
All's Wall That Ends Wall?
Posted by: shellann | November 15, 2006 at 07:36 AM
My lame contribution...
"The Merchant of Penis"
"Macbladder"
"The Winter's Tinkle"
yeah yeah...all the good ones were taken!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 15, 2006 at 07:40 AM
How do I pi$$ on y'all?
I piss on the depth and breadth and height ... Damn! That's sure one big frikken wall, innit?
(I know it's Browning, and not Willie ... the other one ... but that's all I could think of ...)
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | November 15, 2006 at 07:52 AM
Willie? Shakes Spear?
*I know, I know, new post, please....*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 15, 2006 at 08:39 AM
Shakes Pears?
Jiggles Melons?
Nudges NumNums?
Bumps Bazoomages?
Smashes Punkin's ... um ... nevermind ...
Posted by: OtheU(manity) | November 15, 2006 at 08:57 AM
All of ya'll are way too much, but it certainly is fun to get to work and read the blog -- before I actually have to work....It's raining "cats and dogs" here...Great poems, great jokes, have a great day!
Posted by: Yellow Rose of Texas | November 15, 2006 at 09:11 AM
I think that this will get you a sample of an earworm that doesn't even need to be spoofed to be completely appropriate.
If that didn't work, the lyrics are always available.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | November 15, 2006 at 09:12 AM
Excellent job - major snorkage to all.
Posted by: ubetcha | November 15, 2006 at 09:14 AM
lol at "The Merchant of Penis."
Didn't he say, "If you prick me, do I not pee?"
Posted by: Stevie W | November 15, 2006 at 09:20 AM