Drive-Thru Wake, Scented Jeans and A Booty Call

Drive By...WHAT?!?

Everyone is so busy these days many businesses provide drive-thru services to customers. But, the strangest  drive-thru must be one in Compton, CA.  This drive-thru allows you to see and pay your respects to the deceased...like a drive-thru wake.



Robert L. Adams Mortuary is owned by Peggy Scott Adams (um..is this the singer?)  Just drive up, drive through the "viewing lane" and wait your turn to morn. Weird way to pay your respects, but with all the gang/mafia violence at some funerals, it's probably safer for mourners.

Scratch and Sniff Jeans 

The newest jeans from Canada for men are called Scratch-n-Sniff Raspberry Scented Jeans.

They really smell like raspberry candy when you scratch them. The company claims the smell is still there after five washing. Watch out, girls...guys will probably never wash their jeans now.
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Woman Stabs Man Over Booty Call

Erica Wilson, 21 and Jesse Brooks, 32, got into a fight over a booty call. Brooks told Wilson he wanted her and Wilson told him she wanted a relationship and didn't want to be his booty call.

Wilson said Brooks attempted to touch her inappropriately and became irate when she refused his advances. And that's how the fight started...between two first cousins!

Wilson said Brooks got mad at her response and knocked her to the kitchen floor. Wilson defended herself by picking up scissors and stabbing away at Brooks' neck, face, back and arms.

The fight took place in Brooks' home in Rogersville, TN.  Investigators say they both smelled of alcohol.  They told officers they had been drinking Everclear.  For those who don't know, Everclear is pure grain alcohol and it comes in two strengths:  151 proof and 190 proof bottles. It's a favorite of heavy drinkers.

Wilson drank a quarter bottle and Brooks drank a half bottle of Everclear.  Since police could not determine the aggressor, both were arrested.

First cousins...so grateful they didn't procreate!

Peace

Note:  It is legal to marry your first cousin in 20 states in the US...how crazy is this?!

Can I Get a Ride to the Funeral?

My sister and I were talking about the recent death of a distant relative.  That conversation got me thinking about Mrs. Gee who lived in my hometown when I was growing up.

Mrs. Gee went to everyone's funeral and she always needed a ride.  Attending the funerals might have been admirable, except she didn't know most of the people. She would attend funerals miles away if someone was going.  She would often walk to funerals in town, and she got upset if she missed one.  Ricky Smiley's prank calls character, Sister Bernice Jenkins, has many similarities to Mrs. Gee.  

Mrs. Gee was short, less than five feet tall, with one leg shorter than the other and something was wrong with one of her eyes.  She ran a neighborhood store and it was always so dark in there.  The building was a two-story cinder block with one window in the front center of each floor. She and her family lived on the top floor. If she wasn't in the store or at a funeral, she could usually be found in the upstairs window. She knew everything that went on in the neighborhood.

Mrs. Gee had no help running the store.  Her husband sat in a chair out front all day.  I think there was something not quite right with him. She had a son who was a wild child and she was always yelling at him from the upstairs window.

I always wondered what Mrs. Gee found so fascinating about funerals. Maybe it was simply a way to escape her mundane life.

What memories do you have of strange or different people from your childhood?

Peace