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“I guess that just pissed them off worser…”

Not a week goes by I don’t find some new reason to be proud of my home state:

Police said they were working on a more detailed description of three men dressed in drag who came into a McDonald’s restaurant and started swinging.

Restaurant employee Martez Brisco was working the drive-through window when he reportedly got into an argument with the suspects. When Brisco ignored them tapping at the window, they came in.

“They come to the window, ‘Tap, tap, tap.’ I’m still ignoring them,” Brisco told WMC-TV. “I guess that just pissed them off worser.”

The transvestites allegedly struck the manager with a tire iron, and when he swung back, the drag queens took off their stiletto boots, removed their earrings and prepared to attack. The manager, Albert Bolton, was covered with scratch marks after suspects clawed him with their fingernails.

Bolton grabbed a pot of scalding french-fry grease and hurled it at his attackers. One of the cross-dressers then smacked Bolton with a wet floor sign, sending him to the hospital in an ambulance,
WMC-TV reported.

Comments


Comment from Gibby Haynes
Time: November 27, 2007, 3:22 pm

Oh yeah, I thought everyone knew that chucking hot fat onto a tranny was the equivalent of throwing petrol/gas on a fire.
The best way to deal with an agry tranny is to keep perfectly still so that they can’t see you.


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: November 27, 2007, 4:45 pm

“The best way to deal with an angry tranny is to keep perfectly still so that they can’t see you.” -Gibby H-

With respect Gibby, that is the second-best method. The best method is to be better-dressed. Tranny’s will never attack someone better-dressed than themselves. Instead, they instinctively huddle over in a corner and whisper criticisms to each other about your accessories. Thus, they are rendered harmless.


Comment from Farmer Joe
Time: November 27, 2007, 6:19 pm

Tennesee, Tennesee
There ain’t no place I’d rather be
Trannies crazed at Mickey D’s
Down in Tennesee


Comment from Brandon
Time: November 27, 2007, 10:46 pm

Police said they were working on a more detailed description of three men dressed in drag who came into a McDonald’s restaurant and started swinging.

A more detailed description???? Nice detective work, boys.


Comment from Dawn
Time: November 27, 2007, 10:46 pm

dang it Brandon – use your own computer!


Comment from Your Neighbor
Time: November 27, 2007, 11:01 pm

Yeah, Brandon – and stop yodeling outside at 2AM! It’s wakin’ the dogs!


Comment from Gibby Haynes
Time: November 28, 2007, 11:11 am

Yeah.


Comment from eddiebear
Time: November 28, 2007, 3:31 pm

I wonder if Hedwig and the Angry Inch just wanted the Secret Sauce


Comment from Shuko
Time: November 29, 2007, 11:37 am

This happened in Tennessee? Oh joy. Looks like my home state is getting even more lovely attention from the media. -_- I thought I’d never live it down when my other relatives heard about our “roadkill law” when it came out all those years ago.

In case there are some of you who’ve never heard, the state of Tennessee has a wondrously useful law wherein, if you strike an animal with your car, you’re allowed to keep the carcass. No questions asked. It was intended to be a compensation for damages caused by said collision, but it basically identifies our fair state as a haven for Clampett and Bumpus equivalents everywhere. I can remember some of my more redneck associates’ becoming excited when the law was passed. They viewed it as another vehicle (if you’ll pardon the pun) for hunting deer. Hey, if they think they’ll be luckier at bagging that prized buck with the front of their Ford pickup, at least they have a positive outlook, right?

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