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MILWAUKEE -- A 7-year-old boy had to be rescued Sunday after crawling into a Sheboygan, Wis., supermarket's stuffed animal game machine while his father talked on the telephone.
Shift Cmdr. Mark Zittel of the Sheboygan Fire Department said the boy was sitting in the glass enclosure with the stuffed animals when rescuers arrived.
Dale Humphries, a member of the Sheboygan Fire Department, said it took them approximately $14 before they rescued the child. "The damn hook thingy just wouldn't latch on. Those games are just tools for stealing your money," he said.
Authorities are currently investigating angry reports that the hook thingy closes a second or two after it begins elevating, making prize collection "frustratingly impossible".
Kreegle wrote:Authorities are currently investigating angry reports that the hook thingy closes a second or two after it begins elevating, making prize collection "frustratingly impossible".
Frustratingly impossible? Sounds like whoever wrote that (it wasn't you, was it?) lost a lot of money in one of those machines, and isn't up for the challenge. Damn media dicks.
Watch how you say that *Stuffed Goodness* deal or we'll think you are a closet furry. Then again, crane machine skills could be good to woo women, so what do I know?
"I think you could beat IPLAY up for lunch money and still come up short." -Interrupt
Actually, the only chicks that were impressed were a couple of fat chicks that I had no interest in. One stole my favorite green teddy bear, and let her dog tear it to shreds when I told her I "didn't like (her) like that." Stupid people.
I find it is easier to just go buy some stuffed animals at a novelty warehouse (MG Novelty Co. in Oklahoma) and keep a stockpile for when I fuck up and/or say something to piss off my girlfriend.
I don't actually do that, but it's an idea I toyed with a long time ago. I'm prone to saying stupid things like "Well, their stomachs were all tight and stuff but yours is a little fla....b...b...y......Oh, god, I just said that out loud, didn't I?" And once again, I'm sorry about that one, Katie...