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Truth is stranger than fiction!
Anyone want to tage a shot at the odds of this ever happening again?

For those who have served on a jury, this one is something to think about.
Just when you think
 you have heard everything!  Do you like to read a good murder mystery?
Not even Law and Order
 would attempt to capture this mess.
This is an unbelievable twist of fate!

At the 1994 annual awards dinner given for Forensic Science (AAFS), President Dr. Don Harper Mills
astounded his audience with the
 legal complications of a bizarre death.
Here is the

On March 23, 1994, the medical examiner viewed the body of Ronald Opus and concluded that he died
from a shotgun wound to the head.
Mr. Opus had jumped
 from the top of a ten-story building intending to commit suicide.  He left a note to
that effect indicating his

As he fell past the ninth floor, his life was interrupted by a shotgun blast passing through a window which
killed him instantly. Neither the
 shooter nor the deceased was aware that a safety net had been installed just
below the eighth floor level to protect some building workers and that Ronald Opus would not have been able
to complete his suicide the way he had

The room on the ninth floor, where the shotgun blast emanated, was occupied by an elderly man and his wife.
They were arguing vigorously and he
 was threatening her with a shotgun! The man was so upset that when he pulled 
the trigger, he completely
 missed his wife and the pellets went through the window, striking Mr. Opus.

When one intends to kill subject ‘A’ but kills subject ‘B’ in the attempt, one is guilty of the murder of subject ‘B.’

When confronted with the murder charge, the old man and his wife were both adamant that they thought 
the shotgun was not loaded. The oldman said it was a long-standing habit to threaten his wife with the
 shotgun.  He had no intention to murder her. Therefore the killing of Mr. Opus appeared to be an accident;
that is, assuming the gun had been accidentally loaded.

The continuing investigation turned up a witness who saw the old couple’s son loading the shotgun about six weeks
prior to the fatal 
accident.  It transpired that the old lady had cut off her son’s financial support and the son, 
knowing the propensity of his father to use the shotgun threateningly, loaded the gun with the expectation that
his father
 would shoot his mother.  

Since the loader of the gun was aware of this, he was guilty of the murder even though he didn’t actually pull the
trigger.  The case now becomes one of murder on the part of the son for the death of Ronald Opus.

Now comes the exquisite twist..
Further investigation
 revealed that the son was, in fact, Ronald Opus.
He had become
 increasingly despondent over the failure of his attempt to engineer his mother’s murder.
This led him to jump
 off the ten-story building on March 23rd, only to be killed by a shotgun blast passing
through the ninth story

The son, Ronald Opus, had actually murdered himself!
So the medical
 examiner closed the case as a suicide.

A true story from Associated Press.      

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I remember the bologna of my Childhood
And the bread that we cut with a knife
When the Children helped with the housework
And the men went to work not the wife.

The cheese never needed a fridge
And the bread was so crusty and hot
The Children were seldom unhappy
And the Wife was content with her lot.

I remember the milk from the bottle
With the yummy cream on the top
Our dinner came hot from the oven,
And not from a freezer; or shop.

The kids were a lot more contented,
They didn’t need money for kicks,
Just a game with their friends in the road,
And sometimes the Saturday flicks.

I remember the shop on the corner,
Where cookies for pennies were sold
Do you think I’m a bit too nostalgic?
Or is it….I’m just getting Old?

Bathing was done in a wash tub,
With plenty of rich foamy suds
But the ironing seemed never ending
As Mama pressed everyone’s ‘duds’.

I remember the slap on my backside,
And the taste of soap if I swore
Anorexia and diets weren’t heard of
And we hadn’t much choice what we wore.

Do you think that bruised our ego?
Or our initiative was destroyed?
We ate what was put on the table
And I think life was better enjoyed.

Author Unknown…

If you can remember those days…
Continue to enjoy your Retirement

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