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80-year-old told to stop shooting icicles
(Thanks to Not My Usual Alias and Ralph)
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80-year-old told to stop shooting icicles
(Thanks to Not My Usual Alias and Ralph)
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And the NRA wept.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | January 15, 2014 at 08:39 AM
From the address description, it's in a great combination of unincorporated and by the courthouse. As long as there aren't any soccer games going on in between, I'm surprisingly fine with his behavior.
Then again, my Dad considered Mondays to be trash can demolition derby day until a social worker asked me to tell him to stop.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | January 15, 2014 at 08:45 AM
We may as well just shred the Constitution.
Posted by: nursecindy | January 15, 2014 at 08:58 AM
Freeze, sucker!
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 15, 2014 at 08:59 AM
He should take up "swordfighting" as they call it in the suburbs of Cleveland.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | January 15, 2014 at 09:09 AM
Bet his friends call him "Ralphie".
Posted by: Steve | January 15, 2014 at 09:19 AM
In his defense, all the local newscasts have been leading with dramatic "Beware the Falling Icicles of Death" stories. I just see a Concerned (and frankly creative) Citizen here.
Posted by: Betsy | January 15, 2014 at 09:57 AM
A shotgun would work better.
Posted by: Ralph | January 15, 2014 at 11:00 AM
Poor dude can't win. He gets up a ladder he gets an earful. He gets up a ladder and falls off he gets an earful. He doesn't get up a ladder and icicles bring the eavestroughs down he gets an earful. He does nothing he gets an earful. Hey, I'm a #1 Honey-do-list-maker, but even I'm feeling a molecule of sympathy here.
Posted by: Jan Grimsby. | January 15, 2014 at 11:13 AM
Depending on his level of hearing loss, the .22 might not be all that loud to him.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | January 15, 2014 at 11:18 AM
He was shooting icicles. I thought he was shooting icicles.
Posted by: oneblankspace | January 15, 2014 at 01:59 PM
Stand your frozen ground, grandpa!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 15, 2014 at 02:51 PM
If there wuz "no damage" according to his spouse, I'd hazard a SEWAG that he wuz usin' bird-shot rather than ball ammunition ... very little likelihood of carrying too far, or shootin' holes in the roof or soffit, and such ...
Merely sayin' ...
Posted by: O the Umanity | January 15, 2014 at 06:02 PM
Anyone who has ever seen icicles fall from a roof knows they are freaking dangerous. As soon as the door slams behind you, the sound is enough to jar them loose, and down they come like arrows in an Indiana Jones movie.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | January 15, 2014 at 07:38 PM
Wait. You mean that's not how you're supposed to do it? That's how those of us in central Texas do it. Well, I mean, when we have icicles.
Posted by: Suzie Q. Wacvet | January 15, 2014 at 09:00 PM
Any idiot knows you use a flamethrower for this sort of thing. In fact, most idiots know it.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | January 16, 2014 at 08:28 AM