@bordchiklg: see the power of advertising, it’s 1am here, where the hell am I going to find somewhere that sells slush puppies? The shops all close round here at 11PM…b’stards! Wonder if I can make an adult version using a bag of ice, a wooden meat hammer, gin and a lime….
Holy God. All I know is that if I ever lose a leg (or any appendage for that matter) I am totally having a Willie Nelson sticker on my prosthetic.
I think Creighton deserves some kind of “Graigslist” award although I’m worried that the more we know about Creighton, the more obvious it might be that the award he deserves the most is a Darwin Award.
I really appreciate the concern that Creighton has that the leg’s owner will be reconnected with the leg. I imagine that after posting that status on Facebook, he proceeded to phone all his friends to ask them if they or anyone they know misplaced a leg. He then might have knocked on all the doors on his street. And finished the night by phoning radio stations and local television news stations.
The girl who posted about someone’s pregnancy test may not know that if you leave it sitting out past the time window in which you are supposed to read the results, it can easily show a false positive (an “evaporation line,” apparently).