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Title: Phoenix police say mom forgets baby on car roof
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URL Source: http://news.yahoo.com/phoenix-polic ... dG9wX3N0b3J5BHZlcgM0YzMxOTU0MC
Published: Jun 3, 2012
Author: staff
Post Date: 2012-06-03 03:12:04 by Tatarewicz
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Views: 221
Comments: 17
PHOENIX (AP) — Phoenix police have arrested a woman who allegedly drove off after forgetting that her 5-week-old baby was in a car seat on the roof of her vehicle. Officer James Holmes said officers were called out early Saturday after witnesses found a child strapped in a safety seat in the middle of an intersection. The boy wasn't hurt. He's now in the custody of Arizona Child Protective Services. Authorities say the child's mother, 19-year-old Catalina Clouser, her boyfriend and their friends had been smoking marijuana earlier in the evening at a nearby park. Upset that her boyfriend was arrested for suspicion of driving under the influence, police say Clouser went to the home of friends and smoked more marijuana. Clouser left around midnight. Police say she apparently put the sleeping baby on the roof and drove off, forgetting he was there. Poster Comment: Looks like she was too preoccupied with her pot-smoking friend to remember putting the child on the car roof and too fixated to notice the baby was not in the car.
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#5. To: Tatarewicz (#0)
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When I left the town I grew up in for the wide, wide world, I remember that at that time some businessman had been doing some research for his work at the public library. He had with him a briefcase containing tens of thousands of dollars in cash for deposit. Upon leaving the library, he had set the case on the roof of his car and, you guessed it, drove off leaving the briefcase sitting on the pavement of the parking lot. A library patron found the bag and dutifully turned it into the police. Later, this guy had second thoughts about his good Samaritan instinct, and filed suit with a claim on the money. I was amazed that there were legal grounds for that sort of action because he had readily acknowledged that the money wasn't his. Maybe one of you legal eagles here can explain that to me. Why is it that people lose their minds when they get into their vehicles? I got a really long driveway, and when I'm busy or tired I often don't want to drag the dumpster all the way to the road. So I put a strap on the damned thing and hitch it over the bumper hitch and haul it out to the street. The other day I had taken a Melatonin to help me get a good night's sleep which works great, but sometimes leaves me a bit groggy in the a.m. This particular Wednesday morning, trash day, I take the dumpster to the street and drive to work. About four miles into the trip I hear this persistent rasping sound and think "Something's busted, and I've got a garage bill coming up." The sound suddenly got worse and the guy behind me is flashing his brights at me. That's when the light went on. I pulled over and there was my dumpster minus a set of wheels. Luckily, I drive a truck and managed to heave the thing up into the bed. That thing coulda hurt someone if it had got loose. Cost me fifty bucks to reconstruct an axle and set of wheels for the stupid dumpster. I was embarrassed to call the trash folks for a replacement. This was the second dumpster I've destroyed this way. I no longer take Melatonin on work nights.
Now that is phunnie! I used to smoke reefa when I was on the road, and you know how that is. One time after smoking a killer joint I pulled into a rest stop in the wee hours for coffee. Three hours and 150 miles later I remembered that the wife of eight months had gone to freshen up, so I started looking for a place to exit and U-turn. 8 miles later I spotted a break in the divider where cops turn or sit, but I just said screw it. I went on to New Orleans and I married a big tittied Cajun girl, and then continued on to Las Vegas. I never saw the abandoned truck plaza wife again, but I wrote a tender, heartbreaking song about her. "Oh True Love Blooms in the damndest places....But DAWGGY paws their bods and still forgets their faces.... (sung to the 1812 Overture)
Well, you left me at the rest stop,
Very good! "If I don't love you and you don't love me, Well, the place is fulla truckers so find another sucker...."
#16. To: HOUNDDAWG (#15)
Thanx, 'DAWG. We got a start on a couple of weepers there.
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#13. To: randge, christine (#5)
I no longer take Melatonin on work nights.
#14. To: HOUNDDAWG (#13)
At the rubber chicken store,
You were 50 miles down the road,
I won't wash your socks no more . . .
#15. To: randge (#14)
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