Thursday, August 31, 2006

Had to stop in my tracks for fear of walking on the mines I laid

So I get to work this morning and there are cops swarming all over.

The story is that someone somehow found an "antique munition". I don't know exactly what this means. An old artillery shell? A landmine? Anyway they figure they should turn it into the police. So they drive it to work and call the police from there.

"Where is this antique munition now, sir?"
"In my car at the parking garage at work."

So the bomb squad had to come out and seal off the parking garage and all.

Just a little explosive excitement for the day.


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