Tall Stories.
I am a medical student currently doing a rotation in toxicology at the Poison Control Center. Today, this woman called in very upset because she caught her little daughter eating ants. I quickly reassured her that the ants are not harmful and there would be no need to bring her daughter into the hospital. She calmed down and at the end of the conversation happened to mention that she gave her daughter some ant poison to eat in order to kill the ants. I told her that she better bring her daughter in to the Emergency room right away.
Seems that a year ago, some Boeing employees on the field decided to steal a life raft from one of the 747s. They were successful in getting it out of the plane and home. When they took it for a float on the river, they were quite surprised by a Coast Guard helicopter coming towards them. It turned out that the chopper was homing in on the emergency locator that is activated when the raft is inflated. They are no longer employed there.
Drug Possession Defendant, Christopher Jansen, on trial in March in Pontiac, Michigan, said he had been searched without a warrant. The prosecutor said the officer didn't need a warrent because a "bulge" in Christopher's jacket could have been a gun. "Nonsense," said
Christopher, who happened to be wearing the same jacket that day in court. He handed it over so the judge could see it. The judge discovered a packet of cocaine in the pocket and
laughed so hard he required a five-minute recess to compose himself.
A man 21, walked up to two patrol officers who were showing their squad car computer equipment to children in a Detroit neighborhood. When he asked how the system worked, the officer asked him for identification. The man gave them his drivers license, they entered it into the computer, and moments later they arrested him because information on the screen showed he was wanted for a two-year-old armed robbery in St. Louis, Missouri.
A pair of Michigan robbers entered a record shop nervously waving revolvers. The first one shouted, "Nobody move!" When his partner moved, the startled first bandit shot him.
Last summer, down on Lake Isabella, located in the high desert, an hour east of Bakersfield, California, a woman new to boating was having a problem. No matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't get her brand new 22-ft Bayliner to perform. It wouldn't get on a plane at all, and it was very sluggish in almost every maneuver, no matter how much power she applied. After about an hour of trying to make it go, she putted over to a nearby marina. Maybe they could tell her what was wrong. A thorough topside check revealed everything was in perfect working order. The engine ran fine, the outdrive went up and down, the prop was the correct size and pitch. So, one of the marina guys jumped in the water to check underneath. He came up choking on water, he was laughing so hard. (wait for it........ remember, this is supposed to be true.......) Under the boat, still strapped securely in place, was the trailer!
A massage parlor had opened down the road from a church and the locals were outraged. The massage company had paid the church to place leaflets advertising their business in the church. The catch-line was "Play before you pray..."
Master at Arms is conducting a drug awareness course for Navy Officers. Gets to the Marijuana unit. Starts the unit by passing around a cigar box. Tells the officers to crack it open, take a sniff, then look to see what it is, so they'll recognize the scent if the smell it in their divisional spaces. There are three joints in the box when he starts to pass it around. At the end, he finds only two in it. "Ha, ha, very funny. Now, I'm going to pass the box back around, put the damned thing back." Box whips around the class, now there's only one joint in it. "Okay, now I'm getting ticked" he says. Has everyone put their heads down on the desk, and pass the box around, so no one will see who has the joint. Comes back with two joints. Now the instructor is really annoyed. Makes everyone go out in the hall. "Okay, one at a time, you will enter the classroom, walk to the cigar box, open it, and shut it. I hope that whoever has the controlled substance puts it all back in the box, because the next step is to go down the hall where they train drug dogs, and whoever has it will be processed for possession!" Next time the instructor checked, there were five joints in the box...