This is when cultural depth comes in handy

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Story
Cultural ref (imagery details)
Cultural ref (bulldozer, TV version)
Cultural ref (towel, movie version)

6 Comments!

  1. dick, not quite dead white guy
    Posted September 14, 2019 at 7:37 am |

    Nightmare on Elm Street.
    Sure hope the dozer company has good insurance.

  2. Claire: rebellious pink pig with car keys - and a *cause*
    Posted September 14, 2019 at 8:51 am |

    Just don’t recite poetry…

  3. DougM (speak three names)
    Posted September 14, 2019 at 1:41 pm |

    ^ Unlikely

  4. MikeAZ
    Posted September 14, 2019 at 3:07 pm |

    Now where have I seen this scenario before? Time for an enjoyable re-read.

  5. Blake
    Posted September 15, 2019 at 8:35 am |

    Could have been worse, could have been a SWAT team that kicked in his door and shot a few random pets.

  6. MikeAZ
    Posted September 16, 2019 at 10:40 am |

    You’re sound asleep or barely beginning your day in the predawn dark, when you hear something outside that just shouldn’t be. Protecting yourself/family, you get your weapon of choice, (long gun, pistol, ball bat, towel, whatever,)and you move to investigate.

    You had better hope that it’s just a bunch of half-hung over construction workers with a bad sense of direction. What happens if you hit the door, weapon in hand, and it’s a SWAT crew from DOJ, the county Sheriff, or the local LEO’s? Maybe they have a warrant, maybe you’re being “swatted,” maybe they’re as directionally challenged as the crew in the above story.

    How badly will you be beaten or Tazed? How many holes will you end up with before some Einstein discovers that they have the wrong address, and the wrong person (they’ll NEVER say you were “innocent,”) is bleeding out on the ground, waiting for the paramedics to arrive?

    That’s why I hit the panic button on my car first, before I step out to confront whatever might be going on around my house. Lights flashing, horn honking, it will scare the bad guys away, and it will distract the posse. I’d rather they shot my old Ford than my old ass!