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Some of us figured out in the 1950s that blacklists were a bad idea. Some of us have that lesson still ahead of us.
-- John Gilmore
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You just got to wonder how these people feed themselves as
they must use what few brain cells they have maintaining
respiration.
This guy decides to hold up a cafe - after probably watching Pulp Fiction 300
times - only he's got a unique MO. First he chooses a wheelchair as his
get-away
car. Maybe because they corner so well. I don't know. Then, in an act of
cosmic stupidity, he writes his stick up note on the back of one his personal
checks - which conveniently, for the police, has his name, address and phone
number printed on it.
So Mr. Edward Bahanon will be spending a great deal of time in the care of the
Not-so-great State of Tennessee in the near future, where the other cons in the
joint will have plenty of time to educate him on the proper techniques to rape,
rob and kill. Or they will as soon as they stop laughing at him.
Check it out yourself
guvnor@pigdog.org
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