CREEPING FASCISM IN SWEETWATER, TENN.
Now they're saying a woman can't carry a crowbar in her pants.
("Crowbar in Her Pants" would be an excellent name for a rock band,)
(Thanks to Siouxie)
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She was presumably not happy to see the sheriff.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 30, 2008 at 08:57 AM
As someone whose church has been broken into by idiots, I say, hit her with her own crowbar.
Posted by: gjd | January 30, 2008 at 08:58 AM
A) Siouxie needs to switch to decaf.
2) If I had a nickle for every time I've heard, "Is that a crowbar in your pants?" I'd have... OK, So I'm broke.
Posted by: random thunking | January 30, 2008 at 08:58 AM
It wasn't the crowbar. It was the lurking.
Cops hate lurkers.
I like saying "lurking." Lurking, lurking, lurking.
Posted by: Cheesewiz | January 30, 2008 at 09:02 AM
as long as it wasn't a terntavern.
Posted by: crossgirl | January 30, 2008 at 09:19 AM
random, I found this last night. I blame the wine.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 30, 2008 at 09:53 AM
Hey! I constantly pee behind churches with a crowbar in my pants ... well, at least that's what I used to say to the ex.
Posted by: Kibby F5™ | January 30, 2008 at 11:29 AM
Men, on the other hand, are allowed to think that what they've got in their pants is a crowbar, even if it's really a lock pick.
Posted by: Mr Death | January 30, 2008 at 04:39 PM