"We went outside — I went outside [to] smoke a cigarette. I guess I got blacked out. I went to the wrong door... And I guess, that’s when I saw this midget... It looks like a midget and I thought it’s [a] midget.”
Said the man discovered in a family's living room in the middle of the night, holding their 2-year-old girl and telling her "I'm your friend."
The man had left his shoes and coat and passport in the child's bedroom and had used the bathroom and had some orange juice to drink from the refrigerator.
ADDED: There's a famous saying: "When you hear hoofbeats, think of horses not zebras." When you see a very small person, think child, not "midget."
December 19, 2016
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Was his name Podesta?
Was his name Podesta?
Thread winner already.
Goldilocks
Pedesta, actually.
Presumably he is still alive. Lucky. (Link failed so we don't know)
A report from The Orlando Sentinel.
The child's father said that after the confrontation, they found that the 2-year-old was still wearing the same pajamas and diaper she had been wearing when they put her to bed, according to the police report.
That's somewhat comforting. I'm a little surprised Cohen emerged from his confrontation with the father unscathed. Or alive even.
Smoking cigarettes in the cold is dangerous
Lazlo rips the page from his Smith Corona and wads it up in disgust.
Given the details, I assume the man was drunk to the point of near-blackout.
That's somewhat comforting. I'm a little surprised Cohen emerged from his confrontation with the father unscathed. Or alive even.
On the other side of the ledger, his father was a sex offender, and sadly these things seem to perpetuate in families.
There's a famous saying: "When you hear hoofbeats, think of horses not zebras." When you see a very small person, think child, not midget.
Aphorisms are useful - for the sober.
The perp is lucky to be alive.
All midgets are grey in the dark.
I am Laslo.
I don't think you're supposed to just pick up midgets.
MEG, not for nothing, but whaddya mean minimize the story? She posted it!
Where are all the midgets? All I ever see anymore are dwarves. Gland therapy?
I hate drunks that muck it up for the rest of us.
Yancey Ward said...
Given the details, I assume the man was drunk to the point of near-blackout.
Given the details, I assume we have not been given all of the details.
Given the details, I assume we have not been given all of the details.
Safe bet. Sad story. Glad nothing worse happened.
When given the opportunity of hoofbeats, I hope for unicorns.
Thanks for all the alerts about the bad link.
I finally got it right.
I got blackout drunk once or twice, yeah, twice that I remember anyway, in college.
The hangovers were fundamental life changers for me.
Hope the same is true for this person.
There's a famous saying: "When you hear hoofbeats, think of horses not zebras."
Think pedophile, not drunk seer of midgets lying his way out of his seduction attempt.
Welp, I can't find a "cafe" post so I'll plunk this down here. But, tempted as I am, I will NOT say "this is a thing." We'll just call it snowflaking.
Playing is now dating. Sleeping now requires training. Babies must be taught how to sleep, by experts, no less. For $30.00 an hour, I'll gladly "cry train" this baby's parents instead. Their money would be far better spent ...
http://abcnews.go.com/Lifestyle/california-mom-sparks-controversy-article-sleep-training-baby/story?id=44182160
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