Originally Posted by
queenaevadamthng
OMG!! I just ran across this thread. This same kind of shit happened my first week working dispatch by myself Thanksgiving weekend 1989. (Big hint of how fucking old I am) Our PD got a call that there was a man running naked through our town cemetery. When our officers got there they determined that the dude was crazy and the put him in the squad car and brought him up to station. He was a really big man, lotsa fat rolls that would prohibit all places being sufficiently reached with a wash cloth, which at the time we attributed being the cause of this man's hellacious stench. My officer found an old raincoat and they put him in the "Otis" tank and waited for a call that there was a bed available at the Parish mental health facility. In the meantime we get another call that there had been a grave desecration at the same cemetery. Come to find out, big nekkid stank man in the tank had decided to break his daddy out of his grave and bring him home for Thanksgiving. Only thing was, when he reached in to pull Pops out of the casket his arm came off along with his suit that had basically been cut up the back and just slid on to the front of the dad. Freaky Deaky, yeah?