“SHE’S DEAD! WRAPPED IN PLASTIC!” Oh, Pete. Dear Pete.

Here’s your chance to buy the coffin used for Laura Palmer’s burial in Twin Peaks. I can’t imagine any use for it beyond Claus Von Bulow sex games or a coffee table that makes your Tinder hook-up run out screaming (or, perhaps worse, NOT run out screaming.)

And, no, I didn’t watch the remake, sequel, whatever you want to call it.


Couple and Homeless Man Said to Have Made Up Story Behind $400,000 GoFundMe Campaign

The strange case of a couple in New Jersey who raised $400,000 on GoFundMe for a homeless good Samaritan appears to be skidding into a surprise ending.

Following earlier legal turmoil, the couple reportedly turned themselves in to [sic] authorities on Wednesday and will face charges for allegedly conspiring with the man to make up a heartwarming story in order to crowdfund the fortune, according to newly reported court documents.

NBC Philadelphia obtained a copy of a complaint by Burlington County prosecutors that accuses Mark D’Amico and Kate McClure of conspiring with Johnny Bobbitt Jr. to deceive GoFundMe users into making donations. A source familiar with the case told NBC that D’Amico and McClure had already turned themselves in but did not confirm if Bobbitt had done the same.

According to the report, the three made up the story that inspired 14,000 contributors to raise $400,000 for Bobbitt. In October of 2017, McClure started a GoFundMe campaign that claimed she’d run out of gas on the interstate when Bobbitt, who was allegedly homeless, approached her car. She said that he told her to sit tight and proceeded to use his last $20 to get her fuel. Inspired by his kindness, she and her boyfriend, D’Amico, set out to raise $10,000, allegedly to get him on his feet. A flood of donations ensued as the story went viral and the couple made television appearances. It’s unclear exactly what parts of the story were allegedly made up, but NBC claims that the charges will include conspiracy and theft by deception.

The GoFundMe scam is a fine long con to add to the grifter playbook.


Raccoons Suspected of Having Rabies Were Actually Just Drunk as Hell

Following recent reports that two masked perpetrators were raising alarm in a town in West Virginia, police say they have reason to believe the troublemakers had just gotten wrecked.

The Milton Police Department reportedly received accounts of stumbling and disoriented raccoons at least twice in the last week, and locals worried the raccoons might have rabies. But those suspicions were wrong. The raccoons in question—including one who was identified by police as Dallas—had reportedly gotten wasted by eating some fermented crab apples.

“Ptl Scarberry made his first apprehension today, taking this masked bandit into custody with assistance [sic] of Sgt Collins and several neighborhood residents,” the Milton Police Department wrote in a Facebook post on Monday. “Ptl Withers caught one yesterday on Brickyard Ave with the help of the city street department. Today’s culprit was on Highland Ave and Mason Street and it was a community effort.”

Both raccoons have been safely collected and dropped off in the woods. The department noted that if you happen to stumble upon one of these drunk idiots, you should not approach them. Call the city’s non-emergency line and they’ll come to collect the bombed raccoon themselves.

You and your buddy are just out to have a good time, get a little tipsy and the fucking cops scoop you up and dump you out in the middle of nowhere and you’re like “Earl, where the hell are we?” and Earl’s all like, “How the hell am I supposed to know?” and you’re like, “What the hell was in those crab apples?” and Earl’s all like, “Beats me, dude, but I ain’t never drink again! Let’s try to figure out how to get home!” and then you both try not get eaten by a gotdamn cougar.

“Which button takes the pitcher, Earl?”


 

KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIRE! DAMN YOU TO HELL, TIM BURTON!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.


And to get the horrible elephant out of your head…