Police Are Busy - True story
George Phillips of Meridian, Mississippi was going up to bed when his wife told him that he'd left the light on in the garden shed, which she could see from the bedroom window.
George opened the back door to go turn off the light but saw that there were people in the shed stealing things.
He phoned the police, who asked, "Is someone in your house?" and he said, "no."
Then they said that all patrols were busy, and that he should simply lock his door and an officer would be along when available.
George said, "Okay," hung up, counted to 30, and phoned the police again.
"Hello, I just called you a few seconds ago because there are people in my shed. Well, you don't have to worry about them now cause I've just shot them all."
Then he hung up. Within five minutes three police cars, an Armed Response unit, and an ambulance showed up at the Phillips residence and caught the burglars red-handed
One of the Policemen said to George: "I thought you said that you'd shot them!"
George said, "I thought you said there was nobody available!"
8 comments:
i believe that. the police here have too much time on their hands, though...they terrorize the teen-agers.
That's one way to get them there!
Good for a giggle.
I love the Hill country. How close are you folks to Katemcy(Mason)?
How did you get to know about the "Gut Rumbles" blog?
He was an unusual fellow living out his life in such a depressed and neglected fashion.
What caused his death, cancer, stroke,
blood poisoning?
He sort of reminds me of Jack Kerouac
Dick: We're about 35 miles from Mason. (Burnet County)
Jake: If I recall correctly, Hammer turned me on to Gut Rumbles' site. Some of his posts are really humerous; others are downright insane rantings. I believe he exaggerated quite a bit.
Unsure how he died. According to posts, he had been ill with shoulder pain and a hole in his stomach. Talked about suicide but his friends' posts reflect that he wouldn't have done that.
Hey, nomas
I found the post about Rob Smith's passing. It seems that he was found, slumped over on his couch at 2 am, the morning of 6/26/06
http://gutrumbles.com/archives2/2006_06.php
Gut Rumbles: June 2006 Archives
I spent most of the afternoon browsing his posts a few days before the fact.
Some of his posts were made through the daze of whatever caused his death.
He was also an alcoholic and a heavy smoker. In one of his rants, he chastises
a friend for telling the interns at the emergency room of his past addiction to pills.
Living alone, he never realized just how bad off he really was.
In one of his posts, he describes a scene in the doctor's office of how the gastric juices had eaten a hole though his stomach and he seemed to have shrugged it off as a minor thing.
Think you for turning me on to this old reprobate.
Don't know why, but I always look for totems?
The owner of "Gut Rumbles" dies of a perforated ulcer
That story is too funny...Finally I laughed out loud! Thanks.
Our local police dept starts each shift hundreds of calls behind and most just drop off the queue after being unanswered for twelve hours...so yesterday I was driving and was passed by a radio car speeding east with lights and sirens. Within that same block I saw two other police cars driving patiently in traffic, and then at the end of the block I was stopped as no fewer than five police cars turned onto the street with lights and sirens and headed west (remember the first one was headed east so I guess there were two simultaneous incidents). I can't help but wonder how they mustered almost ten units in a city that routinely fails to respond to calls of armed robberies in progress.
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