This is really lame but, you have to admit, it is pretty funny. I'm glad no one got hurt at BD! hope they find him.

thats the fishiest story I have ever heard. I would have swung a #6 at his head. Nice polo shirt...

boy did he screw up(pun intended), didn't he realize that with ice season way off, he'll never get full value on ebay!??!?

LOL Mike!

Yeah, talk about doing a little research!

Funny stuff!

Reminds me of the Crash Pads, And Beer Burglar.

What are these things?
Cobras.

Are they poisonous?
Yes, you better leave those here...

I just read this to my wife over breakfast and she laughed so hard she shot coffee out of her nose!!!

Funny stuff. Great that no one was hurt.

I have a couple of the older Rage model ice tools under my bed. I dream about the day someone comes in to rob me. . . . "Robber was gutted and skull crushed in when he attempted to rob and attack the occupant. The current occupant is concerned that his renter's insurance may not cover blood splatter clean-up."

Karsten,

Funny you say that cause many years ago when I was living out of my van I was intown biviing in medesto Cal (headed to yose), and awoke to some crazy meth heads shaking my van and yelling at me! One was in their car driving in to the back of my van with the other 2 running around me!

So, what does a climbing bum have for this situation???? His trusty Quark ice tool! I jumped out and chased the 2 crazys away and ran up to the driver and threatened to smash his window in if he didn't leave me the f--- alone.

Crazy night! But, yes ice tools work great for self-defense!

Ah, weapons. This one time I had to get ghetto with a biscuit cutting knife on two big ass Somoans who were harassing me at the Pioneer Chicken where I worked in LA when I was a 16. The gynormous girl had a grudge against me for something stupid. Her, and her brother had ambushed my boyfriend, and I in a parking lot a week earlier and kicked the shit out of us, breaking some my boyfriend's ribs. Anyway, they showed up at the counter when we had first opened up the doors, and started talking crap to me, and threatening me at the cash register. Something snapped in me, and I went to the back, and grabbed the biscuit knife, and chased them out the door. Only my best friend/co-worker, and I were there at the time, and she couldn't stop me, but I remember she just kept yelling, "OMG, OMG, OMG!" as I ran outside. I knew I probably wasn't going to stab them, but I didn't know what else to do in that heated moment. I got in my new piece of crap beat up car I had just bought, and blocked off their car in the enclosed parking lot, and then rammed my car into their passenger door (not real hard), but backed up, and let them through after I realized what I just did, and they took off. I was scared, so I ran back into Pinoneer Chicken to grab my purse, and bumped into my manager who was standing there shocked. I thought he was going to detain me, but he just gave me a big hug, and asked if I was okay. I cried to him hysterically, and then took off. My friend told me the cops were looking for me, but she said she had shown them a picture of how little I was (5'2 100 lbs), and cried to the cops that the gynormous Somoans had attacked me the week before. The cops were understanding, and didn't bother me. I was surprised when my manager said I could come back to work; I thought for sure I'd be fired! I was worried that the Somoans who seemed to like to fight would retaliate again, but they never did. Whew! This thread brings back memories! ; )

You are the quintessential renaissance woman!

Why would the manager fire you? He probably wanted you there in case the Samoans came back!

IS THIS CRACK HEAD FOR REAL. I BET HE BELIEVES THE CRACKER BARREL REALLY SELLS CRACKERS TOO. HE PROBABLY GOT HIS IQ TEST DONE DONE AT 7/11. SOME ONE NEEDS TO REALLY LEARN HOW TO DO SOME RESEARCH....I'M GLAD NO ONE WAS HURT, BUT SOME ONE SHOULD HAVE PUT AN ICE AXE UPSIDE HIS HEAD TO RE-AFFIRM HIS LACK OF COMMON SENSE..

oh my god, you can't write this shit! soo funny! good laughs while waiting in the airport.

I thought I'd get in trouble for pulling a knife on unarmed people (they didn't expose any weapons to me), and because I rammed my car into their passenger door on PC premises, while they were in the car. I'm sure it looked bad to witnesses; it was in broad daylight on a busy street in LA. Also, because it was my second incident at that job. This one guy kept harassing my best friend at work, intimidating her, and making her cry when she was just trying to work, and do a good job. The previous manager we had at the time wouldn't do anything about it because he was afraid of the guy (that's what I read into the situation, anyway). I couldn't take it anymore, and couldn't stand the creep anyway, so one day, after one of his harassing sessions with my friend, he bent down to get something out of the fridge, and I dropped kicked his butt, and he sort of flew into the shelves in the fridge. I wasn't a violent teen, but as many of you big city people know, you get messed with a lot on the streets, even if you aren't looking for trouble. He was fired when the next manager came, who was tougher, and street wise.

All jokes aside. I am still angry about my friend Mike (the sweetest, funniest, kindest, most giving liquor store/market owner, and family man) being gunned down in cold blood as he ran out after some hispanic gang banging thieves who robbed him at his store. I was extremely angry at the thugs, and angry at him for running after them with a knife by himself, when they had guns. The cockroaches made off with over $2,000, Mike's life was priceless. I remember, after hearing about it, driving to the store the next day, and seeing his large blood stain on the street (he was shot multiple times); there were so many people there, as he was well loved by many people. I couldn't bear going to the store where his sons, and wife worked anymore, as their eyes were so full of pain. The store felt so quiet, and empty without him. So sad, I still get choked up about it. This stuff sucks!!!!!!!!

ok question here... if he held the place up with an ice pick (assuming and I feel like I can assume here with confidence) that he got in the store... if it was a diamond and precious metals store... what was he going to hold the place up with? he got lucky there were items like ice screws and the ice pick he used, but if it was the jewelry store he thought it was what would he of used then?

a tennis bracelet, obviously.