Head’s Up!

'I'm offering $10G for my sister's Michaelangelo's Davidhead'

A Canadian family struggling with a bizarre mystery has finally broken down and offered a reward. They'll give $10,000 for any information that leads to the return of their sister's head.

Sploid has the scoop. Somewhere in Montreal is a pathetic, self-abusing goth vandal using the head of an innocent woman as a decorative object. Now, I enjoy Baudelarian verse as much as the next person, but you're supposed to get your trophies from the willing, not the mundanes. Give the head back and nobody gets hurt. Bitch.

King of Pizzas…and bad jokes

Asked about the items, Bethel explained that when Pizza Man!he finished delivering Domino's pizzas, "he transports deceased bodies in the same vehicle for a funeral home."

Aaaaaaaaaaaalrighty then. Thanks to the Smoking Gun for that story, and I am wondering what happens if he doesn't deliver the corpse within twenty minutes. Do you get the next stiffie free?

It is at this point that I'm reminded of The Pizza King. Now, I adore the Pizza King. It is my go-to pizza choice, without question. Large, three-topping pizza, lasagne, baked ravioli, garlic bread, four salads, side of ribs, two bbq'd drumsticks and four Cokes for $26 Canadian. Can't beat that with a baseball bat.

However.

A few years ago another branch of the same franchise was in the news for some actions that were less than mouth-watering.

On Aug. 4, 1993, the charred remains of what police believe was 64-year-old Bikker Singh Sangha were found on four trays in the since defunct Pizza King restaurant, which used to be located at 12012-88th Ave. in Newton.

And now, because it is Tasteless Day on the raincoaster blog, something you'll have picked up on from the earlier posts, we will post a couple of the jokes that were current at the time. I believe the defence, which was successful, was that people were just trying to save money on the cremation by sticking him in a pizza oven and letting her rip. All perfectly above-board. At three in the morning before the death had actually been reported.

Note to consumers: apparently, the oven was later sold at auction to a new pizza joint. I order all my pizzas from places that have been in existence longer than that, just to be safe. Ew.

Joke A:

So, what was the name of the guy whose body was found in a pizza oven in Surrey?

Amir Cinder

Joke B:

What was his middle name?

Pandeep

Pirates, Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Pirates! Pirates, arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Revenge of the Shit

Revenge of the Sith...Shithead

From The Smoking Gun:

So what kind of guy parades around in the middle of the day with red and black paint on his face a la Darth Maul? The kind who waves a fake gun around outside a school and then escapes on his waiting skateboard.

Hacked. Someone soon to be whacked.

Fine, hack my site. Change my immortal prose; anything you could do would be inferior. It wouldn't bother me, and might be good for a laugh.

But do not take the post below this and change "Stephen Harper" into "Paul Martin" while I am out at dinner.

Not if you value the only testicle you possess.

I will take my born-and-raised-on-military-bases fist and I will put my father's medals in it and I will go proctological and evisceratory on your sad, sorry and pox-ridden ass.

And I will hunt you down and post your name, address, phone number, tween-baiting Myspace site, LavaLife profile, and dick size to this website (it can measure down to electron microscope levels), and then I will go down to the police station and I will hook this up to the cyberstalker of several years ago, and they will hunt you down and they will spay and neuter what's left of you once I'm done, and we will ship it to your mother in eight separate Tupperware containers.

In the meantime, sodium fluoroacetate solution brings weight loss & penis growth. Try it!!

Save me some time, Loserboy.

FYI:

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