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Bloody GPS

by duncanr

kristen dacosta

F*cken GPS !

Some folk are just not cut out for a life of crime

Take Kristen DaCosta, for instance.

On probation for earlier crimes, she broke into a house in Somerset, Massachusetts, and stole jewellery.

She was careful to avoid leaving any trace of her presence – she didn’t trash the place, and left everything just as she found it (with the exception of the jewelry)

Nevertheless, the police had no problem identifying her as the thief.

She forgot about . . .the the GPS tracker bracelet fitted to her ankle as a condition of her probation which enabled the police to monitor her movements and registered her presence in the burgled house

Just a suggestion mind, but I think Ms DaCosta should seriously consider a new line of work !

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Posted on August 16, 2012 at 8:21 am in Forum, humor, Only in America   |  RSS feed |   Respond   |   Trackback URL

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23 Comments to “Bloody GPS”

    
  2. Binky
    August 17, 2012 at 3:14 am

    I guess she though no one would be watching. And that it wasn’t being recorded.

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  3. allesklar
    August 17, 2012 at 12:45 pm

    …meanwhile, it suddenly dawned on Kristen, as she laid out the silver for the Chief Warden’s dinner for two, to which she had been given special dispensation to attend provided she promised to be of good behaviour, that Julie had borrowed her bracelet and diamond tiara to go to that ‘ultimate jewelry party’ the weekend before she’d been arrested, and she’d returned the bracelet but not the tiara.
    I must go and see her when I get out of here, she thought…

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    • allesklar
      August 17, 2012 at 12:54 pm

      “Hmmm.” thought chief warden duncan, in his most important tone of thought…

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      • duncanr
        August 17, 2012 at 7:58 pm

        whilst all the while, absentmindedly fingering his nightstick

        “What . . .

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        • allesklar
          August 18, 2012 at 2:37 am

          … should I wear for dinner? Why hasn’t ratty returned my frilly panties. What on earth is he doing with them…

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          • stickybud*
            August 18, 2012 at 2:53 am

            Hitting them with a hammer, in order to get them in the washing machine..?

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            • allesklar
              August 18, 2012 at 3:01 am

              …or lasciviously licking the lace whilst imagining my dinner for two…?
              Suddenly duncan came too to…

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              • duncanr
                August 18, 2012 at 3:10 am

                With an agility surprising for one of his age, he sprung across the room and pulled open the door. Fast as he was though, whoever had slipped the piece of white card under the door was faster still. The corridor outside was empty in both directions. He picked up the card and turned it over

                3大土豆
                3個胡蘿蔔
                一杯冰凍豌豆
                半黃椒（可選）
                少數凍結大豆（可選）
                我蔥
                一茶匙的混合生薑
                2個或3個綠辣椒（可以減少或錯過了，如果你不喜歡熱食）
                小一束香菜
                半茶勺鹽
                半茶勺冷粉（可選）
                1茶匙糖
                1茶匙，檸檬
                半茶匙孜然種子
                1湯匙葵花子油
                1或2茶匙丁香粉和肉桂的混合物（可選）

                He recognised the language immediately – [he had studied Welsh at college]. It appeared to be a recipe for a vegetable samosa. But what did it mean? Was it a code of some sort? Was it a message from Nobbly? The bugger had gone to Wales for a week. On holiday he said. But was that the truth? Was there a dark, more sinister reason for his presence in Wales. I mean, who in their right mind would chose to go there for a holiday of all things ?

                So many questions!

                Oh well, it provided the perfect excuse to visit Julie. Her ancestry was Welsh. He would show her the note. Perhaps she would see something he had missed. With that thought in mind, he set out to find her, twirling his nightstick in his hand as he went

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              • allesklar
                August 18, 2012 at 10:13 am

                Meanwhile, Julie stood naked in front of the hallway mirror admiring a large diamond tiara adorning her fevered brow, her breasts like ripe melons heaving as she felt herself gripped by an inexplicable passion…

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                • allesklar
                  August 18, 2012 at 12:38 pm

                  ..fruit. The passionfruit laughed drunkenly as it ran through the hallway towards…

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                  • allesklar
                    August 19, 2012 at 1:19 am

                    …the front, where it inexplicably missed colliding with the Chief Warden who was attempting to enter her passage from outside. “Nobbly!” exclaimed the Chief Warden…

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                    • UniSciKill
                      August 19, 2012 at 7:24 am

                      … who also noticed Eunice vomiting all over the floor at the horrid thought of seeing any madhatter naked.

                    • allesklar
                      August 19, 2012 at 12:37 pm

                      Julie finished putting on her lipstick, took off her birthday suit, and after pointing out the mop to eunice, went to greet her really really ancient geriatric centenarian old friend duncan.
                      “贤宇” she enthused, exuding warmth and tenderness. “在济州岛?”
                      “在济州岛” responded duncan engagingly, “妆的雅 Nobbly?”
                      “子朱 Nobbly” she opined hotly. “娘化妆 的雅 inexplicable”
                      “子朱 ratty 子朱 stickybud 雅兰” she hinted suggestively. “时间已经化好新娘 ?”
                      “以幸福的” intimated duncan smoothly
                      “娘化妆 的雅” invited Julie invitingly.
                      “岛宴 场 whisky所” expected Duncan expectantly, as he entered her passage. “州岛宴场所?”
                      “No, it’s not samosa” exclaimed Julie. “It’s Nobbly’s favourite recipe for disaster…

                    • allesklar
                      August 19, 2012 at 12:58 pm

                      “…a Cornish Pastie” explained Nobbly inexplicably, through the open window…

                    • duncanr
                      August 19, 2012 at 9:58 pm

                      ‘Hot diggity!’ said duncan, on hearing nobbly’s voice “was that nobbly I just heard explaining an inexplicable thing through the open window?’

                      “Jiminy cricket!

                      I’ll have to bust my ass if I’m to squeeze in some americanisms before the little 拉屎 pops up again’

                      In a further act of defiance he lobbed a handful of smileys at the open window :lol: :wink: :smile: :wink: :smile: :lol: :smile: :lol: :wink: then . . .

  4. stickybud*
    August 19, 2012 at 11:18 pm

    …in walked stickybud*.

    “Leave me out of this, you 在济州岛s!” he screamed up the stairs, and then went to the kitchen to rifle the fridge for Cornish pasties, where he saw ratty…

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  5. NobblySan
    August 19, 2012 at 11:44 pm

    Grimacing, Nobbly ducked as the smilies passed harmlessly over his head (as did most things – dining tables included). They fell harmlessly on the ground behind him, where they provided amusement for a passing three year old and a couple of tory back benchers who were following the child in order to steal his sweets.

    Intrigued, Nobbly resolved to discover more about this Jiminy Cricket, and whether or not the England team were any better at it than they were at the other sort. But first, he was determined to prevent Duncan from breaking his bottom and further embarrassing himself by pretending to be a septic tank.

    Wearing nothing but his best 拉屎, our hero approached a nearby fridge burglar, and summoning up his best Welsh accent, uttered the one of the few Welsh phrases that had been of use to him during his recent exile.

    “Baaaaaa!”

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    • stickybud*
      August 20, 2012 at 12:10 am

      ratty spun on the heels of his freshly-polished wellies, catching in his gaping mouth a cold Cornish pastie, lobbed by stickybud*, who was feverishly emptying the fridge. As sticky climbed inside and pulled the door shut, the turgid rodent lunged towards the unsuspecting semi-naked, diminutive Oldhamite, who had bent to tie the laces of his 拉屎…

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  6. stickybud*
    August 20, 2012 at 12:22 am

    “GET BACK IN YOUR BLOODY CAGE!” roared the red-faced Scotsman, appearing suddenly in the doorway. A fusilade of angry smileys followed the startled satyr-rat out of the back door.

    “WHO LEFT THE FUCKING LOCK OFF THE FRIDGE DOOR?!! I DON’T WANT ANYBODY TOUCHING MY VEGETABLE SAMOSAS!”

    With that, Duncan closed the hasp, and snapped the chubb lock closed.

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  7. stickybud*
    August 20, 2012 at 12:27 am

    “It was that Yorkshire git – he ate all your samosas, and the Cornish pasties, then scarpered! Fancy a pint, Duncs?”

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  8. allesklar
    August 20, 2012 at 1:25 am

    Julie paced the floor of the loungeroom repeating softly to herself:
    “子朱 Nobbly, 子朱 ratty, 子朱 stickybud,子朱 Duncan,子朱 ‘em all…”

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