In yo face
It didn't hit the fan, but it almost hit juror no. 9.
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Comments (7)
Talk about getting s***faced!
Posted by none | January 27, 2009 7:46 AM
This is why people avoid jury duty.
Aren't you supposed to be relatively safe in a court of law?
How the heck does a guy in shackles get to carry around a plastic bag filled with his own excrement?
Posted by portland native | January 27, 2009 8:31 AM
How do you know it was his own?
Posted by Jack Bog | January 27, 2009 8:52 AM
How do you know it was his own?
Maybe he's just one of those responsible dog owners who happened to have a baggie on him.
Posted by joe bob | January 27, 2009 9:15 AM
After seeing "Slumdog Millionaire" last weekend, I don't know if I can handle anymore scatological reality. Ewwwwww
Posted by genop | January 27, 2009 11:31 AM
Maybe he's just one of those responsible dog owners who happened to have a baggie on him.
Its responsible to take the most organic, biodegradable substance on earth and put it in a plastic bag to be kept forever in a landfill?
I never have understood that.
Posted by Jon | January 27, 2009 12:16 PM
#2 on #9? It's all so quantitative.
OTOH, I couldn't agree more with Jon. Where it comes to dog by-products, we see eye to eye.
Posted by Allan L. | January 27, 2009 2:43 PM