I know its a week old, so sue me!
Florida Man? Pshaw! Alabama Man, not to be outdone by his panhandly (it could be a word) neighbors, decided it was a good idea to play chicken at 4:00 am. His son, rather than talk him out of the plan, decided to participate in the festivities.
An Alabama father and son were killed in a head-on collision with each other on Saturday morning, police said.
Police said that alcohol was a factor in the crash that killed Jeffrey Morris Brasher, 50, and his son, Austin Blaine Brasher, 22, but they are continuing to investigate.
The crash occurred at around 4:10 a.m. when the 2006 Ford pickup the Brasher was driving collided with his son’s 2004 Chevrolet pickup, according to police.
Neither Brasher was wearing a seatbelt, according to reports.
Neither was available for comment.
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72 responses to “When A Game Of Chicken Goes Horribly Wrong”
Neither was available for comment.
Ouch.
Jesus Christ, that’s just…RIP fellas.
Well, this is one way that genetic lines come to a sudden end. That’s terrible. Couldn’t they have just built a catapult and tried to see who could get hurled the farthest, like ordinary rednecks?
Like a catapult on the moon?
Are you the Fort Wayniac? I’m in your borough eating the finest sushi this hovel has to offer. And god bless this nation of immigrants, it’s actually pretty damn tasty.
Sushi is an excuse to eat wasabi like lobster is an excuse to eat garlic butter.
… Hobbit
Umm, Fort Wayniac? No. I own some property in Kosciusko county. I used to have 2 clients in Ft. Wayne, so just curios. I live in Baltimore now. Paula’s on Main was pretty good last time I was there.
How much you wanna bet this was a Chevy is better than/worse than Ford argument gone horribly wrong?
Could have been. When I was in high school I saw a Camaro guy get cracked over the head with a Maglite for talking shit about Mustangs-rednecks can get worked up about that shit.
Yeah, I’ve witnessed many stupid, alcohol-fueled arguments about Ford/Chevy, John Deere/Case-IH, Arctic Cat/Polaris/Ski-Doo.
Peaceful city folk argue about Apple vs. Android.
I, too, raise my hand. Car/tractor/water vehicle fanatics are weird.
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I wouldnt bet against that.
Last words
Driver 1: Roll Tide!
Driver 2: War Eagle!
I thought that was usually decided by Calvin pissing on Chevy Logo/Ford logo window stickers.
No, those are just used to signal to potential adversaries that there’s someone in that bar that’s willing to argue about it.
In the librarian land of the beltess, Brasher bashes Brasher.
Meanwhile, at Florida Man’s house….
Once again. I knew better but clicked anyway.
Whore, children
She’s just a click away
Just a click away
“panhandly”? The term, sir, is Lower Alabama. Emerald Tide!
I always called it East Alabama. Everything west of Tallahassee no longer counts as Florida.
And Jacksonville counts as Georgia. Please. Take it.
You do that, you turn Florida into a pretty blue state.
With half the EVs.
I figured to just get my picture in early because comments swell up pretty fast around here.
In other news:
Fierce Debate Raging Over Whether Garfield is Male or ‘Gender Fluid’
I, for one, *prefer* to read shithead libertarian sites.
I hate every single person involved there.
Jon had him neutered long ago. What would that make him, post op trans or something else?
Whatever a eunuch is.
A eunuch?
What do we call what I did to my two female cats?
What exactly did you do?
Wait, don’t answer that.
Jim Davis is going to get some interesting phone calls eventually.
Statement made in ignorance of Lasagna Cat or from knowledge of it?
HM, it’s probably a safe assumption to assume I’m totally ignorant of most of the random bullshit you find on youtube.
I forget that not everyone is a weirdness magnet.
Hahahaha the best part is easily the clarinet.
Heathcliff or die.
Or Fritz the Cat.
What’s it take for Tom to get some love around here?
The article seems to be tongue-in-cheek in tone. Talking about a cartoon cat as a high T individual is pretty lolsy. But, is “Virgil Texas” trolling as well? How would we know? Poe’s law.
I recommend visiting his Twitter feed.
That was barf inducing.
This is why I keep coming back: News I can use!
It is a “pussy” cat, correct? Where’s the “fluid” there?! (Don’t answer that, HM or SF…or, god forbid: WARTY!)
I was hoping, at the very least, this was an argument over historical revisionism about President Garfield, a la Lincoln.
Imagine my disappointment.
To be clear, they’re talking about a cartoon cat, right?
“Go fuck yourself and your shithead libertarian website”
I may have judged too quickly. Perhaps the TSTSNBN is correct in courting the left. It may turn out well after all.
Chatham County [GA] grand jury declines to indict Savannah woman for assaulting police officer
“The no bill for Tiffany Lashawn Chisholm, 25, means the grand jurors did not find sufficient cause to send the charge of aggravated assault on a peace officer in the Dec. 18, 2015, incident….
“Police said the woman drove toward Kent, a reserve deputy sheriff who was standing outside of an unmarked government vehicle
“Kent fired his weapon, striking Chisholm twice. She was taken to a local hospital and later released.
“She later told investigators she did not know the vehicles in the area were being driven by police officers.”
I want to know if the elder Brasher had any other children. If he had just the one, I think he qualifies for a Darwin award on a technicality since he killed his own kid with this stunt. And if he wasn’t a grandfather yet, they both win Darwin awards!
New Yorker editor: Russia wasn’t trying to get Trump elected, they were trying to delegitimize Clinton’s presidency. Granted, it’s speculation on his part, but it makes a lot more sense than Putin conspired with Trump for one-in-a-thousand gamble on Trump’s becoming president.
That makes a lot more sense. Very few called it correctly and most of those just thought it would be closer than projected, not that Trump would actually win. The Russians don’t really have any insight to the American political system that the rest of the world lacks.
I’m not overthinking the Russian thing.
Clinton called for us to shoot down Russian jets over Syria. Clinton’s husband had himself a splendid little war in the Balkans to distract from domestic concerns. Clinton is a full throated member of the Bipartisan Eternal War Caucus. There’s a decent amount of evidence that her health is failing, and she is mentally not all there.
Libertarian moment!
Two individuals entered into a voluntary contest with one another and saw the contract out to the end.
I don’t care for this new form of dueling, takes all the class out of it.
Damn straight. Neither one was driving a Dodge.
From the It’s Just A Fucking Phone file:
The Night They Locked Up All the Smartphones
Tl;dr: They have bags anyone can rent to seal up peoples phones during a party/concert/schoolday/whatever. You keep the bag on you and unseal it at the station at the end of the event or anytime you step outside. At the event the reporter went to, 3 people destroyed their bags to get to their phones.
That’s the kind of stupid idea that is actually worthwhile. Sometimes I disgust myself with how dependent I can be on 16 square inches of LCD real estate.
I’m past the age where I give a shit about being “social” so I just want all you motherf*ckers walking around like zombies with your eyes glued to your phones to just GTFO of my way. Thanks.
Rhywun proceeded to yell at the nearby cloud, and then tell two people in their thirties to get off his lawn.
‘Hey, remember when we used to play Smash up Derby? Let’s do it for real!’
Too soon?
If anyone wants to see more classic Canadian white trash media, I highly recommend this documentary on an Ontario demolition derby.
Da….fuh…..ck.
Obligatory: What was the last thing that went through their minds before they died?
A: Their asses.
You know, when a man gets hairy, he needs to shave, and when a woman gets musty, she needs to bathe.
See, this is why I never had kids.
I know its a week old, so sue me!
And for failing to HT Derpetologist (post #45) too.
Shine on ‘Bamaman, shine on.
Both were making brash claims, but they had to find out which Brasher was the brashest.