By Elizabeth Nelson
Someone has a twisted sense of humor in NY. Woman out for a jog finds a macabre discovery straight out of a CSI NY episode, a skeleton the looks like it walked off of the path and decided to paint a few pictures and rot a while. How do you describe that to 9-1-1, when you call it in?
Someone has a twisted sense of humor in NY. Woman out for a jog finds a macabre discovery straight out of a CSI NY episode, a skeleton the looks like it walked off of the path and decided to paint a few pictures and rot a while. How do you describe that to 9-1-1, when you call it in?
The jogger, Kate Steciw,
certainly didn't know how to describe the scene that she ran across to the
cops, when she called it in, and I can't say that I blame her. I'd be
afraid they'd send the Loony Bin
truck with a straight jacket, to
pick me up, instead of a coroner's van to pick up the bag of bones.
Only in NY, the land of the
Liberal Lost, would we find such an odd-duck exhibit. They are a rare breed, I'll give them that, but it
takes all kinds. I guess this person should count themselves lucky that the
person that found this prank didn't have a weak heart and just drop dead from
fright.
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