« on: February 18, 2010, 02:19:45 PM »
As told to me by someone who swears it's the truth.
My secretary's mother works at BLANK. The mother works with another lady there who has a retarded son. The son is an adult and apparently lives by himself in an apartment here in LR. A few days ago, the son called his mother, who was at work at BLANK, and said "Mama, Mama, I caught a leprechaun! Come see it!". Mom tells the son she's at work and she'll come see him later when she gets off work. So, the son called his sister later the same day and told her that he'd caught a leprechaun. Later that evening, sister and mom talk to each other on the phone and each mentions to the other the conversation with the son/brother and the leprechaun he caught. They decided they should probably check on him b/c he might have caught an animal or something that might hurt him. They visit him the next day and they are just sitting in his living room talking. By this time, the excitement of catching a leprechaun must have worn off b/c mom and sister have to ask him about it. Well, when they do, he gets excited again and says, "Come see, come see!". He takes them to the bedroom closet and opens the door and there is a fucking midget inside with St. Patrick's Day buttons on! Apparently, the little person was going door to door handing out flyers for some St. Patrick's Day sale and when he knocked on this guy's door, he was snatched up and put in the closet! By this time, the midget had been in the closet for about 20 hours. Police were called, of course, and a report taken, but the midget didn't press charges.
I didn't ask if he tried to play horseshoes with him or not.
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"Hey my friends are the ones that wanted to eat at that shitty hole in the wall that only served bread and wine. What kind of brick and mud business model is that. Stick to the cart if that's all you're going to serve. Then that dude came in with like 12 other people, and some of them weren't even wearing shoes, and the restaurant sat them right across from us. It was gross, and they were all stinky and dirty. Then dude starts talking about eating his body and drinking his blood...I almost lost it. That's the last supper I'll ever have there, and I hope he dies a horrible death."
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