Sometimes it is just easier to rob a bank. A female bank employee was taken hostage by some dude at her home in Phoenix and held overnight. The next day he drove her to the Bank of America , placed a friggin device around her neck and told her to get him money. The cops were alerted , he fled and the bomb squad rocked up and removed the device from around her neck, which turned out to be a fake bomb.
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OMG, one of the most iconic architects of the modern generation, Frank Lloyd Wright, would be rolling around in his grave. Seems an Arizona land developer is planning to demolish, yes, you heard me, demolish, one of his great masterpieces. The not so well known spiral concrete house was designed and built by Frank for his son in 1952. It has remained relatively off the radar to most historians because his son didn’t want his home to become a landmark. Now, however, it will be permanently off the radar if preservationists can’t find someone to buy it off the developers in the next two days. Hmm, good luck with that.
You know what I hate? When a Phoenix SWAT team accidentally shoots the wrong woman. I really friggin hate that! The sharpshooters were responding to a call about an an armed woman, who had barricaded herself into an apartment with another woman. At some stage the women swapped clothes and kaboom the swat team fired hitting the innocent victim. Police aren’t sure if the clothes swap was diliberately done to confuse the shooters but the armed woman was later arrested and the poor victim taken to hospital. Hmm, the victim was kinda in a lose/lose situation!
Holy thumbprint Batman, an 8th grader from Phoenix believes he found Jesus on his thumb. Austin Coleman was doing a science project for school, where he had to place his thumbprint on a piece of paper, but when he stepped back from it he saw an image he believes resembles Jesus. What do you think loons?
Here’s the thing, anonymous person who has kept overdue books for 50 years, your excuse is lame. The Camelback High School in Phoenix received two overdue books from a former student who had checked them out in 1959 but never bothered to return them. Along with the books was a $1,000 money order for all the friggin fines. OK, wait for it, here’s the excuse, the kid’s family moved to another state and the books were packed. Hmm, like 50 years later you decide to unpack them?
Psst Geez, you’d have thought they would have named the friggin books.That is going to annoy me now!