Dumb Laws:

Here are some weird laws from around the US and Canada. Some are really old and just have not been taken off the books yet. Others are trivial and unenforceable. But, some of them are often enforced. People do get arrested and fined for some stupid things!
1. In Ohio, it's illegal to get a fish drunk.
2. In Minnesota, it's illegal to have sex with a fish or a bird.
3. In Middleborough, Massachusetts, there's a $20 fine, each offense for swearing in public.
4. In Alaska, it's illegal to get drunk in a bar.
5. Everywhere in the US, it's illegal to sell a drunk person alcohol.
(I was in the Army in Ft. Hood, TX and I was trying to buy a case of beer in the PX. I was really drunk and trying to act sober.
The cashier said, "I can't sell you this because you're drunk."
I said, "No I'm not! Bitch, you better let me get this beer! Come on, don't be stupid!"
She said, "You're drunk! I can smell it on your breath!"
I said, "So what! You better let me get this beer or else we're going to have some problems!"
A friend of mine who was with me and sober came in, told me to calm down and go wait in the car.
She said, "I'll sell it to him, but not you."
I said, What difference does it make? I'm still going to be drinking it you stupid, ugly, **** ***** ****** ******* ***** **** ***!")
6. All over the US and Canada, it's illegal to spit on the sidewalk.
7. In Arkansas, it is illegal to pronounce the name of the state incorrectly.
(Why don't they pass a similar law in Michigan, making it illegal to mispronounce or misspell the word: "MACKINAC". For those who don't live in Michigan, it is pronounced: "Mack-en-aw".
8. In New Orleans, it is illegal to wear a mask at any time of the year, except during Mardi Gras.
(Technically, you aren't even supposed to wear a mask on Halloween.)
9. In Georgia, it's illegal to eat Chicken with a fork! By law, you have to eat it with your fingers!
(People have been arrested for violating this law!)
10. In French Lick, Indiana, Black cats are required to wear a bell around their neck all day on Friday the 13th.
(What a dumb name for a city!)
11. In Maine, it's illegal to post advertisements on another person's tombstone.
12. In Massachusetts, you can't dance to the National Anthem.
13. In Massachusetts, they can't have a "Happy Hour"at bars.
(They should have a "Drown Your Sorrows hour" or a "Sad and Depressed Hour" instead.)
14. In S Carolina, up until 2014, it was illegal to sell alcohol on Election Day. They thought politicians might bribe citizens with free drinks.
(So that's how Obama got elected!)
15. In Arkansas, Underage drinking will get you a fine and in some cases, minors have to write an essay about alcohol.
16. In UT, AZ, CO and OK, it's illegal to collect rain water on your own property or anywhere else.
17. In Oklahoma, it's illegal to Wrestle a Bear.
18. In S. Carolina it's illegal to work or dance on Sunday.
19. California has banned plastic drinking straws.
20. In Ocala, Florida, it's illegal to "sag" your pants.
(There is a $500 fine or 6 months in jail for this!
I wish that were illegal everywhere! Nobody wants to look at your underwear!)
21. In Memphis, Tennessee, homeless people need to get a permit to panhandle.
22. In Galveston, Texas, it's illegal to throw trash out of a plane.
23. In Virginia, no pet Skunks.
24. In Washington State, you get a $1,000 fine for poaching Bigfoot.
(Because, if he really exists, he's an endangered species.)
25. In Michigan, you can't tie an Alligator to a fire hydrant.
Also in Michigan:
You can't paint Sparrows to sell them as Parakeets.
You can't be drunk on a train.
It's illegal in MI to swear around women and children.
(I know some women who should be arrested for that!)

In Canada:

1. You can't swear in French.
(Ach scheisse! (Oh shit! German) I swear in German all the time!)
2. It's illegal to turn Right on a Red light.
3. You do have the right to remain silent and not answer any questions and the right to an Attorney. BUT, you do not have the right to have an Attorney present during questioning.
4.  It's illegal to eat an Oyster if you don't make sure it was treated humanely.
5. It's illegal to consume fake maple syrup.
6. It's illegal to show public affection on Sunday.
7. Businesses must have rails for tying up horses.

Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

Was Texas Chainsaw Massacre really based on a true story?
NO! IT WASN'T!
The movie was released in 1974. It was, at that time, the most popular horror movie of all time. It is also one of the biggest urban legends of of all time as well.
The Producers of the movie decided to release it as a "true story" . However, there never was a guy named, Leather Face.
However, it was inspired by a real psycho killer named: Eddie Gein.
Eddie Gein was from Wisconsin, not Texas.
He was a very nice and easy going person, according to his neighbors. They never suspected that he was a psycho killer.
Over several years, he killed several people. But, he never used a chainsaw. He usually used a gun.
Not only did he kill people, but, he was suspected of being a cannibal, Grace robber and a Necrophiliac (someone who has sex with dead people).
Gein was suspected of committing several murders, including his own Brother!
After several years, several murders and several missing persons cases, neighbors were suspicious of Gein. They heard strange noises, seen strange things and strange smells were coming from the Gein farmhouse. Rumors were going around town about him and people even called the police and reported him.
Over the years, the police tried but couldn't get enough evidence to get an arrest warrant or a search warrant.
But, eventually, a police officer's mother came up missing. Then there were a few other murders around town. The police finally got enough evidence to secure a search warrant.
They searched the main area of the house and didn't find anything. But, they could smell a strong odor.
They went to the back room in the house and the offices were horrified by what they saw.
They found a large, bloody meat hook hanging from the cealing, a bunch of dead animals laying around on the ground, human body parts, a mask made from human skin, knives and and other horrifying things. The one thing they didn't find was a chainsaw used as a murder weapon.
Remember the police officer I mentioned above whose mom came up missing? They found her dead body in the house!
When the police arrested him, they took him to the police station and locked him in a room with that police officer for about Five minutes. All other officers turned their backs and pretended they didn't hear anything. That officer beat the hell out of him! When they went to court, they just made up an excuse to tell the Judge. Someone else attacked him before we ever arrested him, he fell down the stairs or something. The Judge acted like he believed the story.
In the end, Gein was was committed to a mental health institute for the rest of his life. He died of Lung Cancer in 1984 at the age of 77.
After Fein was arrested, his house mysteriously caught on fire. It was suspected arson. But, when the fire Department was called, they were in no hurry to get there. They just let the house burn.
Gein was abused by his Dad. But his Dad died before Gein started killing people.
The creator of the movie was in Sears, Christmas shopping one day and he was looking at chainsaws. He noticed that all the checkout lines were full and the lines were really long.
He thought, "I'd like to take this chainsaw and cut everybody up so I can just get to the front of the line and get out of here!"
Then he thought, "Wait a minute! I am going to make a movie about a guy who cuts people up with a chainsaw!"
When a movie is: "Based on a true story, they take a true story and actually use the real facts to write a story around everything that actually happened.
However, if it was: Inspired by a true story, that means they got the idea of what to write about from true events. Nothing in the movie has to be true at all.
Texas Chainsaw Massacre was INSPIRED by the true story of Eddie Gein, not based on the true story.
Other movies that were INSPIRED by Eddie Gein include: Psycho and Silence of the Lamb.

Guns are not the problem. Humans are the problem.

We lose a lot of people everyday to accidents around the home, suicide, the Flu, Pneumonia, AIDS, Hepatitis, Cancer,
Animal attacks, malnutrition, etc.
More people are killed everyday by: Knives, forks, broken glass bottles, rocks, baseball bats and similar things than by guns.
Drunk driving and even worse yet, texting and driving are very dangerous and they both kill more people than guns every day. Why aren't people complaining about rocks, baseball bats and texting while driving as much as they complain about guns? Those things pose a much bigger problem!

Also, video games don't kill people. Violent movies don't kill people either. They also don't encourage people to kill people. Psychotic people are responsible for their own actions.
There is no such thing as an "Assault Rifle". The term doesn't make sense.
Assault is a threat.
Battery is an act.
If you tell someone you are going to punch or shoot them, that is assault. Also, if you shake your fist at someone or point a gun at them, even if the gun only holds one bullet or a realistic looking toy gun, it is still legally considered: Assault!
If you carry out the threat and either punch or shoot someone, that is legally considered: Battery.
You can shoot the same amount of people with a pump action shotgun as you can with a semi automatic AK-47.
Guns are not the problem! The problems are the people who own the guns. Or people who have mental problems and shouldn't have a gun, but, they steal one.
Another big problem is bullies, kids that have bad parents and bad Teachers. Or even grown adults that have problems with other people. It's been proven time and time again that kids under 18 are not always the problem. Half the time it's adults committing crimes!
Hitler, Manson, Hussein, Bin Laden, Capone, Bonnie and Clyde and Bundy just to name a few.
A lot of shootings are gang related.
Most murders are not planned out. They are committed in the heat of the moment. Two people arguing, one gets mad enough at the other person, he grabs a pool stick, hits the other person then stabs him in the head with a pencil! (This is Second Degree Murder, not First Degree Murder.)
Most murders are drug and alcohol related.
You cannot take away people's right to own guns or drink alcohol. Those are both protected by the Constitution.
The 2nd Amendment gives people the right to own a gun.
21st Amendment gives people the right to drink alcohol.
Changing the laws on guns, banning certain types of guns, taking peoples guns away and all that is not solving the problem! Every time someone gets shot, people complain and tell the government to ban more types of guns and pass more gun laws. Then people go out in the street and protest against guns. PEOPLE NEED TO LEARN: NONE OF THAT WORKS TO STOP PEOPLE FROM SHOOTING OTHER PEOPLE!
GUNS DON'T KILL PEOPLE! PEOPLE KILL PEOPLE!
A gun is just a tool. It takes a person to fire a gun. If you set a wrench on the hood of a car, it will not get up on its own and fix the car. Same concept with a gun.
 I was in the Army and I've been to Iraq and I've never seen a gun get up on its own and shoot someone! That's physically impossible!
My point is: Guns are not the problem at all! Humans are the problem!

The origin of the expression: "Get your goat".

Don't let them get your goat!

Goats do keep horses calm.
The expression: Get your goat comes from Horse racing.
Years ago, people kept their horse in a stable before a race. To keep the horse calm, they put a goat in the stable with the horse. Now the horse could calm down and get some rest. Then the horse would be able to concentrate and have enough energy to run the race.
Sometimes, one of the competitors would not like one of the other people that was in the race or, maybe he thought one of the other horses was too fast and he didn't have a chance of winning against that horse.
So, the rider would try to give himself an unfair advantage. He waited till the day before the race, when nobody was looking, he'd go to that horses stable and steal that horses goat.
The next day, they got ready for the race and the owner of that horse noticed that his goat was missing.
Now the riders all brought their horses out to the track.
The one horse that was left to spend the whole day and night without a goat just wasn't ready for the race.
All the other horses were calm and well rested. Those horses were prepared to run really fast and concentrate on winning the race. However, the other horse acted like it had a severe case of ADHD.
The horse was too tired to run as fast as it possibly could, it may of been hyperactive and it couldn't concentrate very well on the race. That horse and rider were unable to win the race.
That left us with a very famous expression: "Don't let that other person 'GET YOUR GOAT'"!

How to get kicked out of a bar.

Here is a true story about my own experience of getting kicked out of a bar. This was a lot of fun and I think everybody should experience this at least once in their life!

While I was in the U.S. Army, stationed in Ft. Hood, TX, my friends and I hung out in the bars  a lot on the weekends. So, this started off just like any other Saturday night.

One of my drinking buddies came to my room in the barracks and said, “Hay, lets go get drunk!”

I agreed to go to one of our favorite bars that night and didn’t think we would have any issues.

Well, our problems started on this night just moments after we walked through the door of the bar.

I went to the bar with five other guys. So there were six of us and we tried to find a table big enough for all of us. The bar was packed that night, so we had to look around for a while before we found an empty table. When we finally found a table, there were only five chairs, so we had to find another one.

We found an old man sitting at a table all by himself and he had an extra chair that nobody was using. One of the other guys politely asked the old man if he could take the extra chair.

The old guy got pretty rude and said, “No! Someone’s sitting here!” Then he got an attitude and said some other rude things. (I don’t even remember what he said next, but he wasn’t nice about it.)

Being soldiers in the Army, we had to be respectful of civilians, so, rather than return fire with the rude comments, my friend just walked away.

Someone finally left the bar and we were able to steal that chair from the empty table.

As we were all hanging out and getting drunker and drunker, we watched that old man and noticed that nobody was sitting in that extra chair and the old guy was just sitting in the bar alone being a jackass! On this weekend, we were able to just laugh at him being an idiot. We didn’t really pay a lot of attention to him on this night. We just minded our own business and when the night was over, we just left without incident.

The following weekend was when the real fun began!

The same group of guys wanted to go out to the same bar, again on Saturday night. So I agreed to go and get drunk again.

This night, we got to the bar and it was just a typical Saturday night, nothing was really going on at the bar. We all sat down and started drinking beer after beer after beer.

I’m not even kidding, I must have had 10 beers and 2 or 3 shots of whiskey by now. One of my friends said, “Hay David, lets do a shot of Tequila!”

I said, “No. I can’t stand Tequila! It tastes like shit!”

It only took a few minutes for him to talk me into drinking ONE shot of Tequila.

So I went to the bar and got two shots of Tequila. Then I talked to the bartender and she gave me some advice.

She said, “Since you don’t like Tequila and your friend does, here’s two shots, one with a Lemon and one with a Lime. You drink the one with a Lemon and give your friend the Lime.”

She said, the Lemon would make it easier to drink. So I took her advice and it didn’t help, it still tasted nasty!

When I finished the first shot of Tequila, my friend insisted that we drink another shot. I reluctantly drank another one. That was all I could handle of that shit! I went back to drinking beer.

It was the Tequila that killed me here, because, up till this point I was acting normal, calm and like a sane human being. But, when I mixed in the Tequila, I turned into: David the Psycho Comic. However, most people in the bar didn’t think I was very funny, because most of my jokes were on them!

I started talking shit and making fun of literally everybody in the bar. Including: The bartenders, my friends, the DJ, the bouncer, all the customers, and people that weren’t even there with us. I made jokes about people back home in Michigan, my Drill Sergeants from Basic Training, my Platoon Sergeant and Lieutenant and everyone else I could think of!

I went to the bar and said some stupid things to the bartenders first. I don’t remember any of the specific things I said, but most of the things I said to people that night were ten times worse than anything the old man said on the previous weekend!

As people walked by me, I gave them an evil look and pointed at them as I laughed at them and said things like, “Damn, you’re ugly! Where did you get that stupid looking hat ass hole? Yo mama bitch! Etc.

Earlier that night, they were selling raffle tickets at the bar. The grand prize was a $100 bar tab. They were only about .50 cents a piece. So between my friends and me, we probably had about 50 of them. You had to be present to win. I will come back to this later. Just keep it in mind, because it has a lot to do with “How to get kicked out of a bar”!

When I got tired of insulting everybody in the bar, I sat down and drank a few more beers. My friends tried to keep me calm. They were only successful for a short period of time. Pretty soon I got bored again and started looking around  the bar, I was looking for any way I could torment people and have some more fun at someone else’s expense.

I looked all around the bar and finally, guess who I saw sitting all alone in the far back corner of the bar, with an extra chair that no one was sitting in? You guessed it, that same little piece of shit, old man that pissed us off a week ago!

I said, “Hay, you guys see that stupid, old man sitting in the corner all by himself?”

They said, “Yeah. What about him?”

“Remember how he pissed us off last weekend?”

They said, “So, just leave him alone.”

I replied, “No! We’re going to drag him out into the parking lot, beat him up and take all his money!”

They went on saying, “No, just forget about him.”

I said, “Oh, come on! He’s 85 years old! There’s six of us, one of him, he’s old, we’re young! We can take him! We can knock his ass out in less than two minutes!”

“I could beat him up myself if I wanted, but then all five of you would be witnesses and I don’t need you guys ratting me out! So you all have to come out with me and you all just have to hit him just one time each! That way, you will have blood on your hands to and you can’t tell on me, because you will be just as guilty as I am and you will be in the same amount of trouble! You guys just hit him once each and step back, then I will take over and start body slamming him and practicing some of my US Army, Hand to Hand Combat training on him! Then I’ll have one of you go get me a bucket of water, so I can pick him up by his feet, dip his head in the bucket and I am going to “Mop the floor” with his bloody head—Literally!”

“When we get done beating him up, we can just leave and go to another bar. When he regains consciousness, we will already be 50 miles down the road, hanging out at another bar in a different city! He ain’t going to remember what we look like! He’s probably got Alzheimer’s by now anyway! We can call an ambulance before we leave if it makes you feel any better about it! By the way, since you guys are so reluctant to do this, I get to keep all his money! He obviously has a ton of money, because he is drinking more than all of us are!”

My friends finally calmed me down—again, for the second time that night! So now I forgot about the old man, because they wouldn’t let me go play Baseball with his head. L

It was around 12:30 when my friends decided they wanted to leave. Remember those raffle tickets I mentioned earlier? This is where they come in.

My friends said, “Hay David, we want to leave now.”

I said, “We can’t leave yet. They are having the drawing in about 45 minutes. We all have a bunch of tickets; you know there’s a good chance that one of us is going to win the $100 bar tab!”

They insisted on leaving early.

So I grabbed all the raffle tickets that we had and I went walking around the bar and approaching almost every single person in the bar, except that ugly, old man. I started doing some fast talking, trying to sell those raffle tickets.

I said to one guy, “I have about 50 raffle tickets here. There’s a really good chance you are going to win with all of these! Come on man, don’t you want to win? It’s a $100 bar tab! I only want $30 for them all! You know you are going to win with all these!”

This guy said, “No, I’m not interested in buying the tickets. But, you have a very good sales pitch. I should hire you to work for me selling used cars!”

I quickly moved on to everybody in the bar asking them to buy these tickets for just a little more money than what we had all paid for them. Remember, a few hours ago, I was just insulting everybody in the bar and talking shit about them! Now I want them to buy something from me. Not going to happen!

The last guy I approached trying to sell the tickets was a really big guy standing by the door. He was just watching everybody in the bar and not hanging out with anybody. I was too inebriated to realize who it was that I was talking to or to think that it may not be a good idea to talk to him right now. At this point, I really didn’t care either!

I gave him the same sales pitch I gave everybody else.

I said, “Dude, do you want to buy these……….”

He said, “No! I can’t buy those from you! I work here! We sold them to you! You can’t sell them back to us! I could have you arrested for this!”

I said, “Oh shit!” and I quickly walked away. I went back to hang out with my friends!

The last guy I tried to sell them to was the bouncer!

He came over to my friends and said in a very mean, aggressive voice, “Get him out of here right now before I throw him out!”

Just before we left the bar, one of my buddies that I was hanging out with that night told me that I can’t go back to that bar for 6 months. They took a picture of me and gave a copy to everyone who works there and If I did go back, I’d be arrested!

The following weekend, the same group of guys wanted to go back to that same bar. They came and asked me If I wanted to go with them.

I said, “I can’t! remember, they took my picture and gave it to everyone that works there! I can’t go back for 6 months!”

One of them spoke up and said, “Dude, we made that up, just to get you to leave! Do you know how many times I’ve been kicked out of there? About five! But I still go back there all the time and they never say anything about it!”

I laughed and said, “You’re a dumb ass! Now, lets go get drunk!”

As soon as we got there, We saw that same ugly old man all by himself with an extra chair………………..!

(Keep in mind: I am not normally like this when I’m drinking, Only when I drink Tequila.

I don’t know why, but, I love telling this story. I enjoy telling people about this experience more than any other story of my entire life!)