Sometimes things that really happen are funnier than stuff made up. When southernFlorida resident Nathan Radlich’s house was burglarized recently, thieves ignored his wide screen plasma TV, his VCR, and even left his Rolex watch. What they did take, however, was a white box filled with a grayish-white powder (that’s the way the police report described it.)
A spokesman for the Fort Lauderdale police said that it looked similar to high-grade cocaine, and they’d probably thought they’d hit the big time.
Later, Nathan stood in front of numerous TV cameras and pleaded with the burglars: “Please return the cremated remains of my sister Gertrude. She died three years ago.”
The next morning, the bullet-riddled corpse of a local drug dealer known as Hoochie Pevens was found on Nathan’s doorstep. The white box was here too; about half of Gertrude’s ashes remained. Scotch taped to the box was this note which said, “Hoochie sold us the bogus ‘blow’, so we wasted Hoochie.
( Sorry we snorted your sister. No hard feelings. Have a nice day.”)