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Teri Garr’s Criminal Acts

Over at CNN, Anna Jane Grossman writes about women seeking revenge for relationships gone wrong using Terri Garr as an example.

The article is peppered with other examples of how women have felt “empowered” after having been wronged, by committing such acts as rigging the phone of the offender, to forward his calls to a gay-sex hotline, sneaking into the home to turn up the heat and gluing the controls at that setting, a woman distributing fliers of her ex with the phrase “I have herpes” scrawled on it, microwaving their spouse’s pets and more.

About Terri, Anna writes:

“Enraged, Garr says she drove to her boyfriend’s house in 1990 and did what many a scorned woman has only dreamed of: She smashed all his windows.”

Later, she explains that Garr’s ex was present at the time and called police.

“But the policeman arrives and says, ‘Oh! Ms. Garr! Are you OK?’ the actress said, ‘Now I am.’ And I left,” she says, adding that no charges were pressed. The police officer “thought I was the victim,” says Garr. “And really, I was.”

Although to be fair, the book mentioned in the article does have a section dealing with acts of revenge committed against women, by the wronged men… the focus is mainly on women getting even with those naughty, philandering men. Probably what prompted me to write something was that as per the Garr qhotes provided in the article, it doesn’t appear that Teri had regrets for what she did. While I have been known to enjoy singing along to Carrie Underwood’s Before He Cheats, I’d like to take this opportunity to say this to Terri and all the other women (or men) out there who think this kind of thing is ok.

It’s really not, and you know… funny or not, smashing someone’s windows (as well as many of the other acts described in the book and the CNN article) is a criminal act. Take up kick boxing or something, and five years later you won’t be swimming in remorse, finding yourself the lucky partner of yet another less than perfect ”mate” (in a prison somewhere), or for those brainiac celebs… years later there won’t be some smart ass blogger able to title a post with your name followed by “Criminal Acts“.

Read the rest of the article here. Enjoy the video below for the music, and file the ideas under “stupid“.



Kicking the door down with chocolate shoes.

I’m trying to visit the blogs on my frac and fuelrolls, and I was lucky enough to learn that it is Carrie’s birthday today! I’m crashing her party because that’s what loud, bossy friends (who like to create a fracas) do.

Everyone knows that Carrie loves chocolate and deserves the best of it on her day, so I’ve gone and found her a fitting fraccy feast… chocolate shoes!

Fracas sends wishes for a day filled with the happiness of a bevy of chocolate shoes! Why don’t you crash her party too, and wish her a happy day!

And Carrie… HAPPY BIRTHDAY. You certainly deserve a fracas today!

[Image Source: Gayles Chocolates. Photo by Eric Smith]
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Just for tonight, let’s pretend that we’re married.

A man and a woman, who have never met before, but are both married to other people, found themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a transcontinental train.

Though initially embarrassed and uneasy over sharing a room, they were both very tired and fell asleep quickly…he in the upper bunk and she in the lower.

At 1:00 AM, the man leaned over and gently woke the woman saying, “Ma’am, I’m sorry to bother you, but would you be willing to reach into the closet to get me a second blanket? I’m awfully cold.”

“I have a better idea,” she replied. “Just for tonight, let’s pretend that we’re married.”

“Wow! That’s a great idea!” he exclaimed.

“Good,” she replied. “Get your own damn blanket!”

After a moment of silence, he farted.

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