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Stolen Krispy Kreme Truck Results In High-Speed Police Chase

Stolen Krispy Kreme Truck Results In High-Speed Police Chase, Warning : This story contains excessive donut jokes!

This thief found out the hard way that this was a serious f–king mistake. Other then armored trucks full of cash, there is nothing else that the Cops would take more seriously then stealing their donuts.

As the story goes a Krispy Kreme donut truck driver was making a delivery, when a thief looking for a quick sugar high, jumped into the unoccupied donut truck and took off. Usually when a story is this absurd, it most likely happened in the great weird State of Florida. Well my friends, this time this tragic story actually happened in the State of Georgia. Both states share a border with each other, so close enough.

The fist thing that occurs to me is even if this half-wit could somehow manage to evade 75 Cop cars, helicopters, road blocks, stop-sticks, and whatever else, what would he do with an entire truck of Krispy Kreme donuts anyway?

There is no way in hell that this whack job could eat all of them even if he tried. I could see that he may be able to choke down maybe a dozen of so. Even eating a dozen Krispy Kreme donets may be fatal for the amount of sugar, fat, cholesterol, salt and calories, he would be consuming at once. I did some quick research on the nutritional value of Krispy Kreme donuts and what I found made my eyes glaze over.

The average Krispy Kreme donut contains 200 calories, 12g fat, 6g saturated fat, 10g sugar and 95g of salt.. Keep in mind that this is for each donut. so by using some simple math, if this wing-nut were to consume only one dozen of these stolen donuts, he would be consuming;

  • 2,400 calories
  • 144g fat
  • 72g saturated fat
  • 120g sugar
  • 1,140g salt

All this in one sitting, you might as well just do this in the emergency room, as this is where he would end up anyway, at least this way he could save himself a trip. Now if he was going to try to eat all the donuts in the truck he might as well park himself in front of the morgue. For the sake of argument let’s say that there were eighty five dozen donuts left on the truck. I need to break out the calculator for this one. If this f–king moron were to consume the entire contents of the truck in one day he would be consuming:

  • 192,000,00 calories
  • 12,240.00 grams of fat
  • 6,120 grams of saturated fat
  • 10,200 grams of sugar
  • 96,900 grams of salt

Maybe this guy was going to attempt to commit suicide or death by Krispy Kreme. Hey, I have heard of more bizarre things than that. If you have been a regular reader of this blog, then you know it as well.

Maybe this moron thought he would be standing on a street corner in some seedy neighborhood and trying to sell a dozen donuts at at a time, at incredibly discounted prices. You know what I mean, like those shady charters in New York City, trying to pass off fake Rolex watches for $50.00 each to unsuspecting rubes. I can see it know this donut hole, standing on the corner in a trench coat, every time a person passes by he starts his spiel, Psssst! Psssst, Hey you! Want to buy a dozen fresh Krispy Kreme donuts? only $5.00 a dozen?

The most important aspect of this morons entire plan was, the Cops were never going to let him get away with it. There was no way in hell that the Cops were going to put up with a local shortage of Krispy Kreme donuts. As far as the Cops were concerned, this was a major crime that in no way would be allowed to happen, no way, no how. This dim-wit didn’t stand a chance. Hell, some unlucky sap, caught red handed, sleeping with both of the Police Chief’s daughters at the same time, wouldn’t rate this high, as far as crimes go.

Just try and picture this, a dozen or more Cop cars, with lights flashing, sirens blaring, chasing after a Krispy Kreme donut truck speeding down a major highway. Seriously, if this was me, I would probably get into an accident, just from laughing so hard, this would be the epitome of every Cop and donut story ever told.

Believe it or not, this high speed police chase lasted for over 15 miles. The Police chase exceeded speeds of over 70 milesw an hour, evidently Krispy Kreme donut trucks son’t have the ability to go any faster. Finally, the Cops chased down this guy onto a dead end, residential street, where the deranged Krispy Kreme donut truck thief was finally overcome by donut fumes and crashed into a mailbox.

The deranged Krispy Kreme donut truck thief, high on donut fumes, attempted to escape on foot. He was soon apprehended by a K-9 Police dog. All I know for sure is this is one hell of a trained K-9 Police dog. I have a dog, Homer. Homer, would be able to find the Krispy Kreme donut truck right away, even it it was buried underground. Trying to find the donut thief with all those donut fumes emanating from the Krispy Kreme donut truck would be way too much of a distraction for Homer.

The Krispy Kreme donut thief was ultimately caught and arrested. I wonder how much of the trucks contents made it into the Police evidence locker. Do you think that Krispy Kreme offered the Police a reward of one month’s supply of Krispy Kreme donuts? Nah! I doubt it.

As always,

I am…

Tom Dye, The Safety Guy

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Monsignor Meth Loved Musicals, Had Sex With Odd-Looking Men

‘Monsignor Meth’ Laundered Money Through Sex Shop, Loved Musicals, Had Sex With ‘Odd-Looking Men’ I want to start by saying, I did not make this headline up. I know that those of you who follow me would be highly suspicious, it does sound like something, I would just make up. But, I don’t ever make up the actual NEWS headline itself. Actually, in this case, I did not make up most of this story either.

Sometimes, the truth is stranger then fiction. Seriously, this is one of those stories that as I was reading it, I started imagining, I was somehow transported into one of the original black and white episodes of, The Twilight Zone. You remember the ones with Rod Serling standing off the the side, wearing a black suit, and tie, and he was always smoking a cigarette, he is about to start his opening story setup.

The more I read, the more I could imagine, Rod Serling, standing discreetly off to the side. As I continued reading, Rod started to speak; You have to imagine Rod Serling’s voice here…..  
“Tom Dye, The Safety Guy, a nondescript, regular guy, a blogger, champion of the absurd, he’s about to learn the power of words, too much power, and he is about to…discover that delving too far into the absurd, is a direct passage into…. The Twilight Zone”.

Oh no, my friends, this absurd headline doe’s not even remotely do this story justice, this story is far, far, more absurd, then meets the eye. This guy is so bizarre, I am not even sure where to begin. This is definitely one of those stories that I have to break down, piece, by piece, and analyze each mind boggling part.

Let’s start with the facts as we know them. First of all, this winner was a respected Catholic Priest, in a big Catholic Diocese, located in Connecticut, until about a year ago, citing health, and personal reasons, for resigning.

This Priest was once called gifted, and compassionate. He was actually a Monsignor, I am not Catholic, but my understanding is, a Monsignor is kind of a big deal, a real big shot. If you equated the Catholic Church with a multinational corporation, a Monsignor would be ranked equivalently, to a Regional Director, higher then a Manager, but ranked below that of a Vice President.

I am going to begin with the least absurd allegation, and work my way up to the ones, well beyond, the far side of bizarre.

According to the allegations, Monsignor Meth, sold 98.6% pure crystal meth, to undercover Cops, not just once, but several times, between September 2012 and January 2013. Apparently, he was importing it from California. Obviously, this is how he got the nickname, Monsignor Meth. He was indicted on these charges.

I admit, a crystal meth selling Catholic Priest is not really too absurd. We actually hear about these kind of things pretty regularly. But, there’s more, lots more. There are new allegations, rectory officials were aware of the fact that Monsignor Meth, was a cross dresser as well.  Allegedly, he used to have sex with other odd-looking men, who sometimes dressed in women’s clothing as well. There are some who claim, he even had sex, in the church rectory.

There are also reports that the parishioners were becoming increasingly alarmed, by their middle aged, Monsignor Meth’s, increasingly bizarre behavior. They were absolutely right. After the Cross dressing, Monsignor Meth, was arrested, Diocese officials discovered a variety of  “bizarre sex toys” inside the Monsignors church residence.

Now, this is getting to be truly absurd. A middle aged, crystal meth selling, drug dealer, cross dressing, Senior Catholic Monsignor, who has sex, inside the church’s rectory, with “odd-looking” men, all the while, apparently using bizarre sex toys. Holy Sh-t! This guy is totally f–ked up.

Evidently, dealing in crystal meth is a huge money making enterprise even for a cross dressing Catholic Monsignor. You have to find some way to launder all your ill begotten cash. You can’t just take wheel barrow loads of cash down to the bank, and deposit it into your account. The bank reports large deposits to the IRS. I would think that the salary for a Catholic Monsignor is nowhere near that of a crystal meth dealer.

So what doe’s Monsignor Meth do? He is alleged to have laundered his profits through a large sex shop called ‘Land of Oz”. You read that correctly. He laundered his illegal drug profits through a sex shop. Talk about heading down the yellow brick road, flying monkeys, munchkins, and all the rest.

I want to clarify something. This story would make no difference, if the guy was Catholic, or any other religion.  As a matter of fact, Atheists would certainly not condone this type of bizarre behavior either.

You also have to ask yourself what would cause a respected middle aged Catholic Monsignor to get involved in the illegal drug trade, especially crystal meth. This is arguably one of the most dangerous, and addictive street drugs on the planet. To compound his incredibly stupid mistakes, he was importing the drug from California. Any reasonably educated person knows this is going to turn out badly in the end. Eventually, the drug is going to be delivered by Federal Agents impersonating the delivery drivers. Monsignor Meth, would have known this, if he ever watched TV, or the NEWS. Evidently this guy was not only absurd, he was a half-wit as well.

Allegedly, the rectory officials knew of the Monsignors predilection for cross dressing. WTF, they knew about this? as well as his penchant for having sex with “odd looking” men in the church rectory. Why didn’t they fire his a– right then? Don’t get me wrong, I don’t care if someone is gay, or a cross dresser, not that there is anything wrong with that, to each their own. But, I am absolutely certain that the Catholic Church frowns upon that type activity. My recommendation is, if you want to participate in these type activities, except for the drug dealing part, you may want to find another line of work first.

I don’t care what line of work your in, having sex in the church rectory, with odd looking men, all the while using bizarre sex toys is a non starter. If you are employed by the church, or a corporation, it is the same thing. They both frown upon this type behavior occurring upon their property. Whether it be a church rectory, corporate conference room, or office, This behavior is going to lead to your firing, sooner or later. However, this behavior may not apply to sex shops, maybe this type behavior is allowed, and even encouraged. Maybe Monsignor Meth, should inquire to see if they have any job openings.

I think most of us can agree that there is nothing wrong with being gay, a cross dresser, or whatever.  I salute and celebrate your individuality. However, there is a time, and place, for everything. Except for drug dealing of course. So, what would cause a once compassionate, caring, and respected, man of the cloth, a high level employee of the Catholic Church, to transform himself into a crystal meth dealing, cross dresser? What would cause this man to turn into someone who engages in sexual activities, with odd looking men, incorporating bizarre sex toys?

There is one clue in this absurd headline that may provide us with the answers. Monsignor Meth, was known to love musicals. Ah! the light bulb goes off. Yes, he loved musicals. Now, Monsignor Meth’s bizarre behavior, actually starts to make sense. I despise musicals, except for, The Rocky Horror Picture Show. The Rocky Horror Picture Store was an amazing movie, and still is. There is nothing more brain damaging then a musical. Nobody on the entire planet spontaneously breaks into song for no apparent reason. If people did, I would be looking for somewhere to hide, far, far, away.

I have do doubt in my mind, that watching too many musicals, will ultimately alter your brain waves, and permanently change your personality, causing you to become something else. Obviously, we see, what a once respected man of the cloth, Monsignor Meth, turned into. Can’t you see, musicals are a central part of some diabolical, right wing plot, to break down the fabric of society. In the end, the right wing-nuts, will be able to use their military assault weapons to keep order, and transform the United States, into the right wing dictatorship, that they have been dreaming of, ever since President, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, pushed through, the New Deal.

I think you all see, that the evidence is clear. Do not watch musicals, except for, The Rocky Horror Picture Show. If they come on TV, turn the channel  immediately, do not get sucked into it. Do not go to see Broadway or off-Broadway musical plays. Just remember what happened to Monsignor Meth. The same thing, or worse, can happen to you too.

I believe that Monsignor Meth’s love for musicals, offers the only possible explanation for his bizarre behavior, according to the facts as we know them. For those of you who think that my explanation for his bizarre behavior is absurd, do you have a better idea that fits all the facts?
I think not.

As always,
I am…

Tom Dye, The Safety Guy

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Salad-Munching, Masturbating Burglar Takes Toy Chopper For Joy Ride: Cops

Salad-Munching, Masturbating Burglar Takes Toy Chopper For Joy Ride: Cops. Well, here we go again… Of course, this incident happened right here in the great weird State of Florida, St. Augustine,  to be exact. This is not something you would expect to happen in a quaint little historic town on Florida’s East coast.

St. Augustine, Florida

St. Augustine, Florida

Here’s a guy who broke into a home, allegedly just to masturbate. This is the first time I have ever heard of such a thing. I can only assume that this half-wit has some sort of bizarre architecture fetish and feels compelled to masturbate on the inside of interesting or unique architectural structures. I am going to give this strangely bizarre fetish a name right now. Remember you heard it here first, from Tom Dye, the Safety Guy.

OK, you ready? Drum roll please…………….

The official term for this strange mental disorder, shall now and forever be called: Auto Erotic Architecturbation Syndrome (AAAS).

Our AAAS sufferer, Jason Lee Vickery, 23 as he was identified by Law Enforcement is definitely someone you should be on the lookout for. Certainly don’t let your daughter date this guy. All you young mother’s out there, if you see this guy walking down the street, move the other side of the street and shield your children’s eyes. And for God’s sake do not, ever, under any circumstances, shake this dudes hand. Study this picture really, really, well.  Better yet, print it out and paste it on the ol’ refrigerator.

 

Jason Lee Vickery

Jason Lee Vickery

 

Oh, but it gets even better my friends, just as our AAAS sufferer, Jason,  was about to get down to the deed, he was distracted by a toy remote-controlled helicopter that just happened to be lying around nearby. The helicopter was green. I have no idea if the color green had anything to do with his actions or not, I am just reporting the facts. This dumb–s was so fascinated by the green toy helicopter that he actually rummaged around until he found the remote-controlled helicopter’s batteries so he could take it for a spin around the inside of the house.

 

Remote Controlled Helicopter

Remote Controlled Helicopter

 

I do have to admit, this little jewel does look like it would be a blast to fly around the house.  But, I digress, let’s get back to our story.

After buzzing the green remote-controlled helicopter around the house for a while, this half-wit then proceeded to see if he could be even more off the wall. After tiring of playing with the little green helicopter, Jason our AAAS sufferer, pulled out a green salad that he just happened to have with him and proceeded to eat it.

Remember what I said before about the color green? First, he was distracted from masturbating by a “green” radio controlled helicopter, then he was distracted by a “green” salad, that he just happened to have with him. What the hell! How many f–ktards carry around a green salad in their pockets anyway?

This brings up a really interesting point, is there something about the color green that sets off,  Auto Erotic Architecturbation Syndrome sufferers? Doe’s the color green somehow cause AAAS suffers to compulsively act on their bizarre Architecturbation fantasies? Someone should seriously be studying this. If evidence proves decisively that this is true, then maybe the cure could be as simple as AAAS sufferers wearing special glasses that filter out the color green. We will just have to wait to see what the Scientist’s come up with.

After finishing his delicious green salad, that Jason just happened to have with him, in his pocket, this obsessed half-wit AAAS sufferer made his way to a second floor bathroom where he succumbed to his AAAS obsession.

But wouldn’t you know it, before he could complete his dirty deed, Jason our AAAS sufferer heard voices coming from outside. Jason bolted to the backyard, where the voices he thought he heard were actually Sheriffs Deputies that were coming to the home to arrest our trespassing AAAS sufferer.

Law Enforcement arrested him. I am pretty sure that the Sheriff’s Deputies did not want to shake Jason’s hand either. The Deputies say they confiscated a bag of marijuana, as well as other drug paraphernalia, a pouch of chewing tobacco, a towel and a wig.

Jason Lee Vickery, was charged with larceny and burglary. This is really disturbing, in the arrest report, it talks about our half-wit playing with the little green remote-controlled helicopter. The report goes onto state that by flying the helicopter  “Jason Lee Vickery, thus depriving the owner of the item and its battery life”. That sounds pretty f–king serious to me. I think he is going to be going away for a really long time, on that one charge alone.

I am not sure if the wig he was carrying is symptomatic of people suffering from AAAS or not. as I am not very familiar with the illness. After-all, I just gave it a name for the first time ever, a few short minutes ago.

At least Jason was carrying around a towel, as he should.

As the great visionary, Ford Prefect, once said: “Never ever,leave home without a towel”.

In case you missed it, I have written about something similar to this absurd incident previously. Of course, it also occurred in the great weird State of Florida. If you’re interested, you can read all about it by–> Clicking Here.

As always,

I am…

Tom Dye, The Safety Guy

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