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The Belleville sock bandit strikes again
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
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The Belleville sock bandit strikes again
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
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Yet another socks offender.
Posted by: JayP | July 10, 2008 at 10:50 AM
So he must be a registered socks offender . . .
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | July 10, 2008 at 10:51 AM
D'oh!
:-P
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | July 10, 2008 at 10:52 AM
Does he need them for his penis?
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 10:53 AM
I liked the headline from the news.com.au version:
Darn it - socks offender falls down
His mom makes him sound pathetic (well, more pathetic): His mother, Linda Dowdy, told the Associated Press her son developed his fetish when he clung to a pair of her socks as a keepsake when he was forced to live with his father for a year as a child.
But the cops don't buy it: Police Captain Don Sax (yes, really) said that while Dowdy is "obviously a guy with a problem," authorities had run out of patience.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | July 10, 2008 at 10:55 AM
Very cute, MKJ! LOL
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 10:57 AM
he's also been charged with 'stocking' women...
Posted by: insomniac | July 10, 2008 at 10:59 AM
MKJ, looks like one of us is avoiding work just a little harder than the other one...
Posted by: JayP | July 10, 2008 at 11:01 AM
oops...and JP too ;-)
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 11:07 AM
Having been socked in the side of the head appears to be the reason for his major psychological issues and deformaties.
Posted by: lil rascal | July 10, 2008 at 11:07 AM
I knew I shounta typed 'registered' . . .
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | July 10, 2008 at 11:11 AM
Has anyone seen Punkin's sock full o' nickels?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 11:13 AM
and when he goes back to jail he'll be a 'three-time hoser'...
Posted by: insomniac | July 10, 2008 at 11:14 AM
Annie, I believe she put it next to her cell phone....can't seem to find it though.
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 11:21 AM
"As part of you sentence, you all will be expected to work. This is not a resort! Dowdy, you're getting laundry detail. Underwear and socks. Don't screw it up!"
"Warden, I think Dowdy's fainted."
Posted by: Hammond Rye | July 10, 2008 at 11:23 AM
There many offers of smelly hosery on ebay . . . one of many hard to explain fetishes
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | July 10, 2008 at 11:26 AM
My questions is...does he take the stinky socks or the clean ones?
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 11:29 AM
*waves @ Hammie!*
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 11:30 AM
pssst, Sioux, he takes the 'pheromone-enhanced' ones....
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 11:31 AM
Sio, if he wanted clean woman's socks, he could hold up a clothing store.
Posted by: Elon@Rice | July 10, 2008 at 11:42 AM
Known Associates: Lamb Chop, Kermit, Mr. Bunny Rabbit...
Posted by: Allen at Division | July 10, 2008 at 11:44 AM
I've got a whole laundry basket of singles to help him pass the time, as it were.
Posted by: baligurl | July 10, 2008 at 11:45 AM
♬ Smelly sock...sme-elly sock...♪
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 11:48 AM
When the police confiscated his favorite sock with a hole in it, he said, "Darn it!"
Posted by: SW | July 10, 2008 at 12:44 PM
There are some weird ass people in the world.
Posted by: Margaritaville | July 10, 2008 at 12:45 PM
MKJ - Useful link please. Christmas is cumming.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | July 10, 2008 at 12:46 PM
Sock it to him, batman!
Posted by: Meditrina | July 10, 2008 at 12:49 PM
Rings
cuffson his fingers,And Belle
ville's on his toes....Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 01:02 PM
My socks DO match. They're the same thickness.
Posted by: clark Kent | July 10, 2008 at 01:07 PM
Butt...are they the same color, clark??? What's under those red boots, eh??
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 01:11 PM
Clearly, his parents never made him toe the line when he was growing up.
Posted by: Erb's point | July 10, 2008 at 01:14 PM
DPC: You'll have to trust me on that (search would just depress me). I read somewhere these feet lovers were kids whose moms didn't pay enough attention to them, and all they saw was the mom's feet as she walked around whilst the little one was left on the floor . . .
Posted by: Mahatma Kane Jeeves | July 10, 2008 at 01:20 PM
Clark, the socks go OVER the tights.
Posted by: Lois | July 10, 2008 at 01:21 PM
I do like your new HAT, Clark. Very posh.
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 01:49 PM
*snork* @ Siouxie!
Have you seen his new car?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 01:54 PM
I don't get this Clark Kent-Superman connection. I mean, Clark wears glasses!
That being said, I can't wait until Superman takes on this villain.
Posted by: JayP | July 10, 2008 at 02:04 PM
Awwww so purty in pink!! LOL
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 02:04 PM
I just hope he doesn't find my Bob Cat (iykwim)
Posted by: Lois | July 10, 2008 at 02:15 PM
Just be careful where you hide it (see last thread).
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 02:25 PM
So this guy has spent upwards of SIXTEEN years in the slammer on three sock-theft felonies???
You can rob my house
Steal my car
Crack my skull
With an iron bar
Take my money
from the old strong box,
But unh-unh honey --
lay offa my socks.....
Posted by: Betsy | July 10, 2008 at 02:31 PM
...and that Superdog doesn't get a hold of it.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 02:31 PM
Feets, don't jail me now!
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | July 10, 2008 at 02:35 PM
*snork* @ Annie! I saw that one too. Too funny.
Posted by: Lois | July 10, 2008 at 02:43 PM
maybe he thinks goldtoe contain real gold.
Posted by: crossgirl | July 10, 2008 at 02:55 PM
Damn you, Lois Lane!
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 02:55 PM
Don't knee'd to knit-pick on Lois. She's been paired with Clark since before he was on the tube, when he was knee-hi to an argyle, when he first made crew in Thermal, CA.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 03:02 PM
To explain the Clark Kent-Superman connection, you have to understand that people in Metropolis are REALLY, REALLY dumb....
That's why I stay there. I would have to wear a mask anywhere else....
Posted by: clark Kent | July 10, 2008 at 03:09 PM
He was a klep-toe-maniac.
Posted by: SW | July 10, 2008 at 03:11 PM
To explain the Clark Kent-Superman Jay, you have to understand that people in Metropolis are REALLY, REALLY, REALLY stupid....
That's why I stay there. I would have to wear a mask anywhere else....
And, for the record, Lois and I met at band camp. That's all I'm prepared to say...
Posted by: clark Kent | July 10, 2008 at 03:13 PM
Don'tcha hate it when the elastic gets old in your puns and they fall down around your ankles?
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 03:14 PM
Sorry, the bots are giving me fits.
They must be from Metropolis too...
Posted by: clark Kent | July 10, 2008 at 03:15 PM
the bot has kryp-toe-nite.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 03:20 PM
Has he cotton away with it before?
Posted by: SW | July 10, 2008 at 03:27 PM
Not your garter-variety thief, is he?
Posted by: SW | July 10, 2008 at 03:34 PM
'Twas the night before Tuesday, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the laundry with care,
In hopes that we'd find at least one complete pair;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Family Guy danced in their heads;
And mamma in her negligee, and I in my briefs,
Had just settled down for a night of relief,
When from our bedroom door there arose such a clatter,
My daughter's sobbing words said something was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen dew
Gave just enough light to spy a figure askew
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
It was James M. Dowdy holding stockings so sheer
But breaking and entering for the sake of some hose?
With a startled shiver, then a 911, click,
I knew in a moment this guy must be sick.
More rapid than eagles the cruisers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now, officers! Now, Seargent! Lieutenant and Captain!
You've got me again, come see what I'm wrapped in!
To the back of the cruiser! To the back of the cell!
Now dash away! Dash away! Take me to Hell!"
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | July 10, 2008 at 03:53 PM
He stole the Clinton's cat? Get-toe thug!
Posted by: CJrun | July 10, 2008 at 03:54 PM
Meanie, that was a near masterpiece!
If I decide to get a new theme song, I know who to call....
Posted by: clark Kent | July 10, 2008 at 04:04 PM
Nice job Meanie.
OT\ can I just carry a Gateway laptop?
Posted by: CJrun | July 10, 2008 at 04:04 PM
Whaddaya mean a NEAR masterpiece? That was Meanie's magnum toe-pus!
Posted by: Diva | July 10, 2008 at 04:05 PM
*WAVES silk stocking @ Meanie!!*
bravo!
Posted by: Richard Gere | July 10, 2008 at 04:06 PM
um...
'twas moi.
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 04:06 PM
CJ, if you have the box, just poke a hole in the top and wear that. :)
Lemme know how it works out or if you're Chicken!
Posted by: Meditrina | July 10, 2008 at 04:14 PM
You people are toe funny! Thank you all so much for making my workday minimally bearable.
Posted by: Circuit7 | July 10, 2008 at 04:34 PM
EWWWWWwwwwww@Diva!
Posted by: CJrun | July 10, 2008 at 04:35 PM
"Beware the Jabbersock, my son!
The hose that run, the toes all holed!
Beware the TubeTube sock, and shun
The argyllious toes of gold!"
Posted by: JayP | July 10, 2008 at 05:02 PM
Twas brilliant, lo, his slithy toes,
Did gyre and gimble below the Blue.
All flimsy were the poly-wove,
But his crew socks were new.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 10, 2008 at 05:08 PM
"James M. Dowdy, 36, of 7702 W. Main St., was charged with residential burglary, a class X felony."
Hails from West Main in Bellville
And they'll book him at the station
Apprehended so red-handed
He denied the accusation, oh no no
Oh no no no
Oh no no no
And I don't know if he's ever comin' home
(and lol mtb)
Posted by: SW | July 10, 2008 at 05:10 PM
But was he Belleville's Man of the Year, 2002?
(if anybody gets that, email me)
Posted by: SW | July 10, 2008 at 05:20 PM
MONKEES!!!
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 05:22 PM
What did I win?? What did I win??? huh? huh?
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 05:23 PM
SW's undying admiration...and some socks.
Posted by: CJrun | July 10, 2008 at 05:48 PM
Can I exchange that for what's behind door #2??
Posted by: Siouxie | July 10, 2008 at 05:56 PM
I think I got that book as a wedding present, "The Joy of Sox".
Posted by: SandyEggo | July 10, 2008 at 06:40 PM
In what is apparently a related story, James M. Dowdy, 36, of 7702 W. Main St. has been lost in the dryer. News at 11...
Posted by: frodolives | July 10, 2008 at 09:06 PM
NOV 7 2000..Local police reported A thief attempted to steal socks from a white house on Pennsylvania Ave.
Unfortunately the former occupant's wife had already given her socks to a taxidermist to have both it and her husband stuffed.
Posted by: Ednausean | July 11, 2008 at 11:48 PM