Thank you, M!
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Ways you don't want your body found
Thank you, M!
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No matter what you did in life, it will always be overshadowed if they find you like this.
Thank you, M!
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Cast of Characters:
Annie: My Phenomenal MA
Mary: My Awesome Secretary
Ed: The office fish
Dr. Pissy: The guy I share an office with
Mrs. Grumpy: My Boss (also the world's greatest school nurse)
Frank, Craig, and Marie: The Grumpy Tribe
Garlic and Riley: The Grumpy Dogs
Questions? Comments? Biting sarcasm? Write to: pagingdrgrumpy [at] gmail [dot] com
Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
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14 comments:
Ummmm...That sounds like questionable circumstances to me...He asked people to tie him up and then told them to leave? Wait, maybe I'd rather not know the answer to that.
I like the puns people made in the comments though, as horrible as it sounds :P
How traumitizing for the teenager that found him! Yikes! :-O
Dear lord in heaven!!!
I think the headline is as bizarre as the rest of the story!
Don't you hate it when they use a generic term like "sex toy" and leave it to your imagination whether it was a dildo or a vibrator or a butt plug or a rubber fist or a fleshlight or a string of anal beads or an inflatable Tiger Woods doll or a Tickle Me Elmo or...?
Cleveland, huh? Now, if it had happened 40 years ago while the Cuyahoga was burning and he was found in a shack by the river . . . yeah - stuff like this does tend to overshadow ones' lifetime achievements.
Lol. Did anyone read the comments on the article. Hilarious.
"The death seems a bit GRIZZLY."
Weirdness has taken on a life of its own.
Sounds like Mazzola needed some Crisco.
My first question as investigator: How do the bears figure into this?
I guess he was hung like a bear.
He asked to be tied up like that, okay. But tied up and left ALONE? Riiiiight. Maybe he couldn't say the safe word because his mouth was full.
Something's very fishy about this.
Assistant. Murderer.
Tomato, tomahto.
The fact that he was left alone is kind of important here, don't ya think?
"What's that you said? Nope, the safe word isn't mmprrrhhfmmn, try again!"
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