www.CostaRicaTicas.com

> When southern Florida resident Nathan Radlich's house was burgled
> recently, thieves ignored his wide screen plasma TV, his VCR, and > even left
> his Rolex watch. What they did take, however, was "a generic white > cardboard
> box filled with a greyish-white powder." (That's at least the way > the police
> report described it.) A spokesman for the Fort Lauderdale police > said, "that
> it looked similar to high grade cocaine and they'd probably thought > they'd
> hit the big time."
>
> Later, Nathan stood in front of the numerous TV cameras and pleaded with the
> burglars: "Please return the cremated remains of my sister, Gertrude. She
> died three years ago."
>
> The next morning, the bullet-riddled corpse of a local drug de aler known as
> Hoochie Pevens was found on Nathan's doorstep. The cardboard box was there
> too - -about half of Gertrude's ashes remained. Scotch taped to the box was
> this note which said:
>
> "Hoochie sold us the bogus blow, so we wasted Hoochie. Sorry we snorted
> your sister. No hard feelings. Have a nice day

_________________
Shamas O'Dognasty
Gourmet Catering & Septic Tank Cleaning

Yes, it is made up:

http://www.snopes.com/horrors/cannibal/cocaine.asp

Still funny though.

If you liked that one you may like this fairy tale as well.....


In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University .

On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.

He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense mom- ents. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.

Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.

Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed his stupid ass against the railing, killing him instantly.

Probably wasn't the same elephant.