We see all kinds of strange and amusing things as we traverse the Tri-State. Here are a few pictures of those unusual sightings.
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I've never been shot at. Never been stabbed. Been threatened a few times while working as a reporter out in the field. I've driven through softball-sized hail while chasing tornadoes, and been rear-ended by a volunteer firefighter's truck.
But recently I encountered the scourge of the 1950's education system:
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At a staff meeting on Friday, Jack Crumley offered up his phone number as part of his ongoing search for a woman. He got some crap about it from
Tracy and Eddie on their show.
Never fear, Jack, old chum. You're
not the worst guy out there.
That guy may not be either, but he's making a strong showing.
How do guys like that make it through life? Seriously! He's obviously had enough attention from the ladies so he can justify that attitude. But what kind of woman could put up with that for more than half a minute?
When I'm at one of the Downtown bars, I see guys like that all the time. Their smug smiles, their cocksure attitudes. And they are almost always surrounded by women.
The Enquirer had a photo gallery recently from Party in the Park. It was chock full of these fellows. In one memorable pic, there were two very lovely ladies, with a pair of "douchebags". How do I know they were douchebags? They were, ahem, holding themselves as they posed. How that got by the photo editors at the Enquirer, I'll never know.
Oh, and Jack? No-one could be further from being a douchebag. Maybe that's why he's single.
Some things don't make it on the air.
Largely because they're small events. There's only so much time allotted for a newscast, and when you're talking about the war, the economy, and the Presidential campaigns, there isn't a lot of room to report on a fender-bender.
But there are stories still worth hearing about.
Monday night, on Peete Street, in Over-the-Rhine, CPD and CFD were told about a car than had gone down some stairs, and there might be a child trapped inside.
Well, not quite.
When officers found the car, they learned there was no child, and no-one was trapped. They also found a better story.
According to sources, the car's driver was getting a certain oral sex act from a prostitute. The car, for whatever reason, started rolling, and went down some stairs. Lucky for the john, the hooker opened her mouth wider to scream. And that's why witnesses thought there was a child in the car.
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