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Opening up the QuizLaw Mailbag and finding greasy Dutch ham…

mailbag.jpgReader Caitlin P. said that we had to do this story and, well, she ain’t wrong. I had read stories about folks stealing gas in the face of increasing gas prices, like this story about gas thieves targeting truckers. Makes sense, and isn’t terribly surprising. A little more surprising, however, is that folks are also hitting restaurants and stealing kitchen grease and cooking oil. One dude snagged 300 gallons of grease out of a Northern California Burger King (and had 2,500 gallons of the shit in his truck!). Yellow grease, what they call fryer oil, traids for about $2.50 a gallon on the commodities market. Mmmmm … greasy commodities.

Meanwhile, Harlan, from over at Supreme Dicta, said he didn’t have time to blog about this story, and that’s just un-American. Because how do you not find the time to at least mention a story about a Dutch man accidentally cutting his ass when he pressed it against a restaurant window? Seems he pressed ham a little too fiercely, breaking the window and lacerating his ass. Reader Annelise happened to send the story along too, and her link offers a little more info:

…[A]t one point the 21-year-old “pushed his behind against the window of a restaurant” that broke and resulted in “deep wounds to his derriere.”
The statement released Tuesday says police detained the three men after the incident Sunday morning. But the cafe owner decided not to press charges after the men agreed to pay for the broken window.

There’s a joke in here about pressing charges for pressing ham, but I’m not stooping to that level.

Oh, and thanks for the kind words Bill W. — if your kids ever do read your comments here and try to have you committed, here’s hoping your new institutional home has a net connection so you can keep on commenting!

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"That's mah retirement grease!"

"Oh, and thanks for the kind words Bill W. — if your kids ever do read your comments here and try to have you committed, here’s hoping your new institutional home has a net connection so you can keep on commenting!"

What on earth are you talking about?

Talking to a different Bill W., Bill W. (we got two you).