Fish Story - The Silly Yank Again

[renomarvinm]

Years ago, to keep our economic heads above water, several of us sold antiquies in a collective in Reno, Nevada. Ted, a dealer we knew, specialized in stuffed animals, stuffed buffalo, elk, moose, stuffed anything, and the walls of his booth were covered with them. "Ted," I would say, "You remember Frank Buck with his slogan, 'bring them back alive'?  Well, your slogan should be "Bring 'em back dead Ted..."   Ted was also an investment broker, and had a nice office in a tall bank building down the street.  He was always looking for stuffed animals to sell.

One day, I purchased a stuffed and mounted Marlin - a huge thing, maybe 7 feet long.  I called Ted.  "Bring it down!" he exclaimed.  "I'll meet you behind the office at 2 o'clock."  So I drove over to his office promptly at 2;00 p.m., parked, and got out of my pick-up truck.  

No more than two seconds later, ten police cars pulled up, red lights blinking, sirens glaring, and all the cops in Reno, or so it seemed, jumped out, all armed with shotguns, pistols, and riot gear.  Clearly, something was going down.  Wisely, I think, I froze in place, leaning against my car, and waited.  Then another cop car screeched up and slammed to a halt, maybe ten feet from me, and a huge neaderthal-looking guy got out.  He had enough gear on to tackle a bull elephant!  He looked my way, and made a motion with the pistol he was holding in his hand.  Clearly, he wanted me to come over to his vehicle.  So I did.

"What are YOU doing here?" he belched, by way of a polite conversational opening gambit.  

"I'm here to sell a man a fish," I replied, wanting desperately  to be honest.  Then it hit me - that was probably not the most tactful thing I could have said.  I saw him reaching for his handcuffs!!! 

"No!  Wait," I almost screamed. "Follow me"  I ran back to my truck.  He followed.  "ME!" I said, pointing at myself.  And then I pointed at the stupid fish.  "FISH!" I screached, pointing at the dumb marlin!!!   He took one look, saw the spastic seven-foot stuffed marlin, grumbled, and walked off!!!!

It turned out that somebody had accidentally bumped the bank's robbery alarm.....

Have you ever had days like that???

[captainbovine]

not while carrying a fish no:^O

[right-then-petal]

some years ago i was ask to clear a house after the people had pasted away

i went at night to have a look and yes it was pouring with rain a big rain storm and there was no electricity Myself and a female partner went inside, the door locked shut behind us:O

in the centre of the room was 2 large bags about 4 foot x 4 foot one on top of the other.  the kind sand comes in

well we thought they must be all the goodie,s the family packed up for us to take,so we decided to cut the top one open and have a look:-D

i stuck a knife in the top bag and sliced down

A very Large body fell out backwards with arms flailing all over the place:O

the next thing i knew was my Partner was screaming while scratching at the door to get out and i could feel something warm trickling down my leg

it turned out to be a stuffed monkey

we still laugh about it :^O

[renomarvinm]

Good Lord!  If that had happened to me, I'd still be shaking!!  Now THAT is a Halloween story, if I've ever heard one!  Good one, right-then-petal!!!  

[bankhaunter]

Back in the 50s as a teenage angler I would often go out with a friend late at night to a playing field in order to gather worms, I believe in the US. they are referred to as 'night crawlers'.

A main road bordered the field and inevitable a police car would stop to investigate what we were doing.

We would then be treated to the sight of two coppers shining their torches trying to catch worms, which for some reason they always found highly entertaining.

[electric*mayhem*band]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9SSOWORzw4