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Imagine waking up one morning, stepping out the front door to find that looking back at you??? I wonder if those make any noise when they happen? I sleep like a log, tend to not hear even severe thunderstorms so I'd be shocked.
Imagine waking up one morning, stepping out the front door to find that looking back at you??? I wonder if those make any noise when they happen? I sleep like a log, tend to not hear even severe thunderstorms so I'd be shocked.
They're mostly silent. Certainly quiet enough to sleep through. Unless there's something to break or collide it's just shifting/settling dirt.
A few years ago a sinkhole occurred near Brooksville, Fl right under a concrete slab floor house. One bedroom collapsed into the sinkhole with little visible outside the house to indicate that there was a problem. Unfortunately, there was somebody in the bedroom and he fell into the hole. The reports were that people could hear him screaming for help but nobody had any idea what was going on and they were therefore hesitant to break into his house. When the authorities did break in the guy was gone. I gotta be honest that it haunted me for quite a while. Imagine being in bed and the room just settle into a hole. It's pitch black and you can see nothing, and are of course disoriented and confused. What do you do? [shudder....]
These guys must not have understood the lessons of Hansel and Gretel. After robbing the drug store of over $320,000 in narcotics, they leave a trail of empty pill bottles -- all the way to their front door....
These guys must not have understood the lessons of Hansel and Gretel. After robbing the drug store of over $320,000 in narcotics, they leave a trail of empty pill bottles -- all the way to their front door....
Had a friend who'd fell down the rabbit hole of minor drug problems, needed money quickly and hatched an idea to knock over an easy target---way back in the earlier 70's cab drivers were such souls. While watching a cab stand on his street from a 3rd floor apartment window he hopped into one, brandished his chrome plated Saturday Night Special and held the guy up. Scurried off to make his score, returning home he was honestly shocked to find the cops waiting on him.
THEN there was the fool who hatched a similar idea but in a true genius-like fashion thought of a labor saving tactic---calling local pizza delivery shops and held the drivers up when they arrived with his order. Sad thing is he did this to three different drivers before the cops finally arrived--the neighborhood was deep in a ghetto so cops had their hands full that time of night.
Had a friend who'd fell down the rabbit hole of minor drug problems, needed money quickly and hatched an idea to knock over an easy target---way back in the earlier 70's cab drivers were such souls. While watching a cab stand on his street from a 3rd floor apartment window he hopped into one, brandished his chrome plated Saturday Night Special and held the guy up. Scurried off to make his score, returning home he was honestly shocked to find the cops waiting on him.
THEN there was the fool who hatched a similar idea but in a true genius-like fashion thought of a labor saving tactic---calling local pizza delivery shops and held the drivers up when they arrived with his order. Sad thing is he did this to three different drivers before the cops finally arrived--the neighborhood was deep in a ghetto so cops had their hands full that time of night.
And these all did NOT happen in Florida!
When I was about 10 years old, me and a buddy took off on our bicycles like kids are prone to do. We happened to have our slingshots in our back pockets, and (what was then) a 10 cent pack of "cracker *****" our front pockets. We realized that putting the two together we could make noise about 50' from where we were standing instead of throwing the cracker ***** at each other's feet so we proceeded to ride through the retiree's mobile home park and shoot the firework at the sides of the trailers. When we ran out of ammo, we headed back home. But 10 year olds are basically stupid, and we were no exception. My grandparents lived in the park. We had avoided the street where my grandparents lived, but almost everybody there knew who we were anyway. When we got back to the house there was a strange car in the drive, and somebody was sitting on the porch drinking coffee with my dad. The call(s) to the police about nuisance kids and their slingshots had gotten referred to the police chief (who turned out to be one of dad's running buddies) so instead of the authorities dealing with a couple of delinquents, we were turned over to our parents. My dad was just mad. My buddy's dad was in law enforcement so punishment was a bit more complicated for him.
Learning at 10 that there are no secrets, especially when you act the fool, shaped a lot of my adult behavior!
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