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Thursday, December 22, 2005

My Kingdom for a Furnace

When I first read this, my twisted little mind immediately started composing sarcastic commentary. But then I paused and looked at the geographic header:
BUFFALO, N.Y. - A polite bank robber was ordered evaluated at a Buffalo hospital after taking $50 and waiting for police to arrest him.

"Please give me $50 so I can go to jail," the 32-year-old man's note to a teller said. "No one will get hurt and I will wait for the police outside. Sorry for the inconvenience."

The man was cold. It's as simple as that. I'm not talking about a being a bit chilled and wanting to get home and throw a log on the fireplace. I mean deathly, desperate COLD. Have you ever really been cold?

I have.

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