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Landlord’s Bizarre Excuse For Hiding Dead Body For Days

Landlord’s Bizarre Excuse For Hiding Dead Body For Days.  A pub landlord hid the body of a dead customer for four days so he would not miss the busy weekend trade.The pub/hotel owner found the body of a pub regular dead (from alcohol poisoning) in the men’s toilets on a Friday night at his pub, in South Wales.(UK)

OK, I am going to try to look at this from a point of view of someone who obviously does not suffer from the ravages of intelligence. So, let’s examine this gentlemen’s thought processes and motivation. Business has been slow, It’s Friday night, at closing he discovers the body of a regular customer in the men’s room. Now I think this would suck on any level, not only has one of your regulars died, he died inside your establishment. Keep in mind he has done nothing wrong, so far. He’s thinking that if he report’s it right away, the cops will come around and investigate. (You know how pesky those cops can be.) This could have a serious impact on his weekend business, which he seriously needs. This is a real moral and financial conundrum.

The pub owner get’s this bright idea to hide the body till Tuesday, so he gets his weekend business, then he can call the cops, and tell them he just found the dead guy. No harm, no foul. The guy is already dead. (The article never did explain why he couldn’t call the cops on Monday, Hmm.) (mistake No.1)

So what’s he to do? He’s got a great plan, He actually asks the bouncer to help move the body, the bouncer for some odd reason refuses.  (mistake No. 2)

Finally, he asks a maid to help him move the body to one of the rooms, she apparently agrees, and assists him with moving the body. (mistake No.3)

For the next four days, the pub owner deflects the inquiries and concerns of the dead guys friends and family who inquired about the dead guys whereabouts. The pub owner actually told these concerned friends and relatives, that he had spoken to the dead guy recently, and that he was OK.  Of course, he neglected to tell them that the guy had died, and was currently stashed in one of the rooms. (mistake No.4)

Well, apparently his half-baked plan began to fall apart (what a shocker!)  He doe’s call those pesky cops on Tuesday, and tells them he found the dead guy in one of the rooms, so far so good. I am pretty sure he showed adequate shock and dismay at finding the dead guy.

Well, all good things come to an end. On the very day of the dead guys funeral, the maid (remember the maid) had been having nightmares, and felt guilty for her part in moving the dead guys body. She immediately went to those pesky cops, and told them the whole sordid story.

Of course, those pesky cops, being cops and all, investigated further, and of course all  of the pub owners serious mistakes in his half-baked, stupid plan were uncovered with only minimal work by those same pesky cops. The pub owner was ultimately sentenced to 15 months in prison.

On a side note, if the pub owner had ever watched any of those CSI type crime dramas, he would have known that his entire plan was absurd.

As always,

I am…

Tom Dye, The Safety Guy

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Man Completely Fails At Chain Saw Attack

Man Completely Fails At Chain Saw Attack: Cops. Stop me if you’ve heard this one before… Two next door neighbors get into an argument. One one guy pulls out a knife, and threatens to kill his neighbor.

Do I even need to mention that this extremely absurd incident happened right here in the great weird State of Florida. Of course it did.

Evidently, this entire absurd incident started because the knife/chainsaw wielding attacker, Mark Bates was mad at his neighbor. Get this, he was angry because the guy next door bought his brothers truck. I know, it doesn’t make any sense to me either. Talk about anger management issues.

The guy with the knife, Mark Bates,  decides that a knife is not a manly enough weapon for a person of his stature, so what’s he to do, he runs home, ditches the knife, and grabs his chain saw, and quickly returns, all the while shouting, I am going to f–king kill you. Nothing like living next door to a psychopath to make your life much more exciting.

Mark Bates

Mark Bates

Your pissed off psychotic neighbor showing up in your yard, first with a knife, then brandishing a chain saw would by itself be pretty horrific. It’s a good thing the psychotic, chain saw lunatic, is not very detail oriented, as he overlooked one minor detail in stupid plan. It may be a good idea to make sure your chain saw actually starts, before threatening others with it.
Here’s how I imagine this entire incident came down.

I’m going to f–king kill you! shouts the psychotic half-wit with the chain saw.

First, a Squish, squish, squish, sound was heard. This is the sound the rubber fuel primer bulb makes as you press it down, the rubber fuel primer bulb, was depressed three times, per the manufacturers instructions, conveniently printed on the side of the chain saw.

Psycho Neighbor

Psycho Neighbor

I am at a complete loss as to how you would write down the distinct sound a gas chain saw makes, as you pull the cord, while trying to get it started. Are you familiar with how that sounds?  Well, I am just going to go with this –  Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.
Damn! the potential assailant thought, this f–king piece of s–t won’t start.

He tries again, and again, and again.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Now, I am pretty sure that the intended recipient of the chainsaw attack wasn’t just hanging around waiting for this crazy neighbor to get his chain saw started, so he could be cut to pieces. I certainly know for damn sure that I wouldn’t. Not to mention, it takes two hands and some concentration, to get a non-compliant chain saw started. One hand to hold the handle, and the other hand to prime the carburetor, and then pull the starting cord, using a fast continuous motion. In this guy’s case, over, and over, and over, and over.

If I was the intended victim of this absurd chain saw massacre, I am fairly certain that about this time, this would be a really good time slip away. Especially, while this lunatic was preoccupied trying to get his gas powered, saw of death started.  Evidently, this potential victim, thought the exact same thing.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

So, while the chain saw attacker was preoccupied with trying  to get his chain saw started, the intended victim slipped inside his house, locked the door, and promptly called the Police.

While waiting for the Police to arrive, the sound of the chain saw attacker frantically trying to start his death saw could still be heard clearly through the open window, adjacent to the front door.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Squish, squish, squish, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah, Burrrrrrah.

Finally, it dawned on the attacker, that during all the excitement, he had never even bothered to check to see if his chain saw had any gas in it. As it turns out, the gas tank was empty. There wouldn’t  be any chain saw massacres happening today.

In a fit of rage, the chain saw attacker threw the useless chain saw against the side of the intended victims house, and went back to his own home in disgust. I am pretty sure, he also experienced the dawning realization, of just how incredibly stupid this whole sequence of events was.

A short time later the Police arrived, and after talking to the intended chain saw massacre victim, as well as several neighbors, who it turns out we’re eye witnesses to the entire incident, the would be chain saw attacker was immediately arrested without incident.

As the gas-less, chain saw attacker, was being led away, in handcuffs, he was overheard explaining to the Police “I didn’t start it, He did!” Well, we all know that just wasn’t true. Neither one of them started it, because the chain saw was out of gas.

The would be chain saw wielding attacker, was ultimately charged with two counts of, assault with a deadly weapon.

I wonder, Do you think his attorney could argue for a reduced sentence, due to the fact that his weapon of choice was basically inoperable?

As always,

I am…

Tom Dye, The Safety Guy

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Thieves Steal Dog And Human Ashes, Snort Them

Thieves Steal Dog And Human Ashes, Snort Them. You got it. This is yet another, in a long line of absurd stories, from the Great Absurd State of Florida. This seems to be a regular occurrence. I am not even remotely surprised anymore. As a matter of fact, as the old saying goes, I used to be disgusted, now I’m just amused.So, these three balloon heads break into a home and steal various items, including the three urns containing the cremated ashes of a human, and two dogs. Except for stealing the urns of ashes, this was a pretty typical home burglary.  That is until, these idiots were caught, as is often the case, once the Police are hot on the trail.The Police quickly solved the case and recovered all the stolen items taken, except for the urns of cremated remains. The Police interrogated the three desperado’s as to the location of the three urns of cremated remains. Of course, all three cracked under the pressure. You will never, ever, guess what happened to the ashes of the woman’s father, and two dogs.

Give up yet? Well, It turns the Police would not be able to recover all of the cremated remains of the woman’s father, as well as her two beloved dogs, because these three bizarro crooks, SNORTED THE CREMATED REMAINS, Yes, like up their nose’s. You heard me correctly. Yes, they actually snorted the ashes. I could’nt have made this stuff up, no matter how hard I tried. I would have figured that this was so far into left field, that virtually no one would have believed me.

Even though, I haven’t personally done any drugs since the days of my youth, I still have an opinion as to why this was totally, and absolutely absurd. Snorting cremated remains, Seriously? This is something anybody would actually consider? Is this some new fad that I am totally unaware of?  Thank God, I didn’t know about this when I was growing up.

As I understand it, here’s how things played out. These three boneheads opened the urns, and discovered the cremated remains. Most people believe that cremated remains are just ashes. Well, cremated remains are not ashes in the truest sense of the word. Cremated remains are mostly dry calcium phosphates with some minor minerals, such as salts of sodium and potassium. Sulfur and most carbon, are driven off as oxidized gases during the process, although a relatively small amount of carbon may remain as carbonate. The color is often described as that of dry bone.

I bet you are really impressed that I know so much about cremated remains. Your probably thinking to yourself right now, that; Tom Dye, The Safety Guy, is a pretty frigging smart man. Yes it’s true, I am, But, in this case, I looked up cremation. on Wikipedia. I was actually trying to determine the chemical composition, more on that later.There are several issues that deserve further analysis, so I am breaking them down piece by piece.

So, these three boneheads, opened the containers, and seriously thought that the cremated remains within, were actually ground up prescription pills, cocaine or heroin, and certainly not, actually cremated remains. Here’s an experiment you can try at home. Take any pill, an aspirin, vitamin, anything at all. Now grind it up. OK, How big is the pile of powder after the pill is all ground up? Pretty f–king small isn’t it?  How many ground up prescription pills would it take to make four or five ounces of fine powder?  I have no idea either, but it would take a lot, I’m sure of that. So why would anyone leave four or five ounces of ground up prescription pills sitting around on their fireplace mantle anyway? Maybe the homeowner was using Edgar Allen Poe’s theory, as described in “The Purloined Letter” where we found out, the best place to hide anything is right out in the open.

Next, these half wits tasted the contents. You know, everybody’s seen this done on those TV crime dramas where someone sticks their finger in some supposed narcotic, and tastes it, so they can somehow determine exactly what it is.  OK, using this premise, (By the way, this is why I looked up the chemical constituents of cremated remains). I work in chemical safety, and I can assure with 100% certainty, that there are no constituents whatsoever, that could even remotely be construed, or perceived as being prescription drugs, narcotics to be more specific.

Furthermore, cyanide, birth control pills, aspirin, laundry detergent, roach powder, mortar and grout mix, and a multitude of other substances, many of them harmful or fatal, are also described as a white powder. So why would anyone in their right f–king mind taste some quantity of unknown white powder from an unmarked container? As if this wasn’t enough, then decide this would be a great idea to snort it? Once again as with many of these stories, these guys obviously do not suffer from the ravages of intelligence.

Finally, after snorting a small amount, one would assume that after not feeling some sort of narcotic effect, or even more importantly, not dying,  that you would immediately determine that this unknown white powder was in fact, not actually ground up prescription pills. I would have thought that even the most desperate, determined, hardcore drug addict, would not have to snort the contents of all three containers of these cremated remains to figure this out.

I got to hand it to the Police for taking these guys off the street before they were able to graduate to more serious crimes, like smoking cow pies to get high, or stealing the white lines in the middle of the road.

As always,

I am…

Tom Dye, The Safety Guy

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