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‘He was like a lion in a cage’: Naked man shot dead inside restaurant
Melissa Moon
MEMPHIS, Tenn. (WREG) — One of the owners of a North Memphis restaurant says she was forced to shoot a naked intruder who threatened her and her family members inside the North Hollywood business late Monday night.The woman, who did not want to be identified by name, said the man dressed only in sneakers showed up to Mr. Potato Head asking for water and managed to push his way inside, shutting the self-locking doors behind him.
She said the man became enraged when he couldn’t leave the restaurant, began damaging property, and jammed the doors trying to get out. She said he also punched her in the chest and continued to come toward her even though she was holding a gun.
“I was just afraid of his strength,” she said. “I’m pointing at him, asking him to calm down and stay away or get out of the store which the door was jammed, and he had no way out, so therefore I was between a rock and a hard place, and I just did what I had to do,” she said.
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Born naked and died naked.
While high on PCP most likely.
Have to wonder, what drug was Mr Potato Head on?
(Or would that be Mr Potato Dead?)
In the immortal words of the poets James Hetfield and Lars Ulrich, Sad but True…
In this day and age of Law and Order above all else (unless you’re in a Soros-funded Leftist prosecutors’ district, or a big city in general), it’s plain to see that we have a problem.
I got it, I grew up in a trailer park and maybe I’m just fated to live a life surrounded by addicts and such. I moved far away to escape the insanity, though, and will never succumb to the same addictions that family and friends have. My children seem smart enough to avoid those addictions as well.
I’ve not been discreet about my struggles with accepting the fact that my brother, a Veteran himself, and my best friend are both addicted to methamphetamine. That drug creates “people” who are no longer the loved ones you once knew. What most of us consider normal is tossed aside for a life of chasing the next sexual conquest while assuming that other peoples’ property is yours. Your own property is sacred, but if someone else owes you money, and you’re able to procure a third party’s property, that’s yours for the taking.
I recently came to the conclusion that if–and when–my brother and friend next ask for money, I’ll just politely tell them that I spent my last few dollars on a gun (which they are unable to possess) and accidentally left my license (which neither has had in three and two decades, respectively) at work (which neither has had for years now).
Damn nakedness in a restaurant… If this were Virginia, I’d be making sure it wasn’t my brother (the friend’s back in jail and likely to be in prison until he’s 50). I guess the birthday suit became the death day suit. Fitting for what was likely a drugged-out shell of a former person…
I know some folks who were wonderful until the meth got them.
Still love them, but don’t trust them as far as I can throw the Empire State Building.
“No” is an answer.
If you tell them you bought a gun, you are just saying “steal it”. “Why else would he tell me unless he meant me to steal it.”
That’s a quote. Note lack of question mark, or remorse.
As said elsewhere. “Sad but true.”
Well, I live far outside of the realms in which they reside. And “no” is an answer, but I’m an a-hole that likes to insinuate that dumb life decisions on their part have them unable to legally purchase a gun or drive a vehicle. Neither my brother nor my friend has a means to get down here, nor will I welcome them by any stretch when my family and three teenaged daughters are around.
With addicts like them, you’re either a “have” or a “have not”. My deceptive and/or less-than-honest statements about finances is one of the last things I have in my pocket to avoid completely cutting them off. If I don’t have money, I don’t have it. In their minds I’m a “have”, getting my retirement and disability while still working full-time. As “have nots”, they have the mindset that a true relative or friend will help them out if they can. By pre-empting them, I can have a decent phone conversation without broaching the subject of money.
It’s a moot point regardless. At this rate I doubt I’ll have any real interaction with them again. Unless they can overcome their addictions, I’ve got little time and less patience to put up with them.
Safety briefings just got two days longer.
Looks like someone was practicing their fast draw with a loaded pistol.
Lol.
Better than finding a shotgun pattern on the headboard of a motel bed.
Get potatoes, plant potatoes
Can’t prosecute her based on her quote…hell, it’s barely English much less comprehensible. To quote a great movie ‘what kind of babbling bullshit was that?’
I hate when someone spoils my appetite by coming into a restaurant naked.
So, I’m gonna stop doing it before I get shot.
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“Would you like pants with that?” This one was considered for a SPoTW Thread too.
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