KK's Korner

So I heard this story on the local news today.

Two hunters — a 10-year old girl and her father — were injured this morning when the girl’s rifle discharged in a tree stand in Indiana County.

The accident occurred around 9:30 a.m. in a wooded area off Coke Oven Road in Center Township, six or seven miles north of Blairsville, according to an Indiana County 911 spokesman. Authorities have not released the identities of the victims.

The two were in the tree stand when the accident occurred, said Rob Gearhart, Coral-Graceton assistant fire chief.

“The daughter’s gun accidentally discharged and struck the girl in the hand, and the father was struck in the right leg and the right hand,” Gearhart said. “When I got there, a couple of other hunters got the daughter down (from the tree stand), but we still had to extricate the father.”

The broadcast news said that the bullet went THROUGH the father’s leg and hand. According to the news report, the bullet then grazed the girl’s finger. And the big lead-in to this story was that a 10-YEAR-OLD GIRL WAS SHOT HUNTING OMGOMGOMG~!!!!!. (OK, so the news chick didn’t actually say “OMG” when reading from the teleprompter, but wouldn’t it be funny if she did?)

After laughing, I went into the kitchen. I then heard the better half yell out, “Oh for God’s sake! They AIR-LIFTED her to the hospital! For THAT?!” This coming from a woman who can’t sleep at night if one of our cats don’t finish their dinner.

But the fun didn’t stop there. Right after this story there were two more reports about hunting accidents which took place today, the first day of deer season. Wow, this activity really DOES thin out the herd.

Hopefully, this shitstain is dead by the time a public defender comes to his side.

A gunman alleged to have shot dead four police officers is still on the run as shell-shocked officials condemned the killings as a “senseless act of violence.”

After laying siege to the home in Seattle’s Leschi neighborhood for 11 hours, police SWAT teams entered the building where convicted felon Maurice Clemmons was believed to be holed up…

Hello, what’s this? Willie Horton v. 2.0

…Clemmons served only part of a 35-year prison sentence in Arkansas before it was commuted in 2000 by then governor Mike Hickabee, who sought the Republican presidential nomination in 2008.

After his release Clemmons committed two armed robberies and a string of other crimes which earned him another 10 year sentence. He was later paroled and moved to Washington state.

Hickabee said in a statement Sunday that if Clemmons was responsible for the shootings “it will be the result of a series of failures in the criminal justice system in both Arkansas and Washington State.”

However, a victim of a 1989 street robbery involving Clemmons expressed incredulity that he had been released.

“I’m flabbergasted,” Karen Hodge, 68, told the Seattle Post Intelligencer. “He should still be in prison.”

I don’t care if you support the Fair Tax, Hickabee, I don’t want you anywhere NEAR the presidential nomination process.

Joe Wilson, there was no need to apologize for “You Lie.” Like one couldn’t see this coming from a mile away.

Hundreds of thousands of invaders could receive health care coverage from their employers under the bills winding their way through Congress, despite President Hussein’s explicit pledge that illegal immigrants would not benefit.

The House bill mandates, and the Senate bill strongly encourages, businesses to extend health care coverage to all employees. But the bills do not have exemptions to screen out invaders, who usually obtain jobs by using false identities and are indistinguishable from legal workers.

Had you not apologized for speaking truth to power, I would have donated to your re-election efforts. Now that’s $5 you will never see.

What a difference three days make.

From spending $1200+ on Black Friday to using coupons at the grocery store tonight. I swear Black Friday is to me like a bachelorette party is to that quiet gal in a of group of friends who suddenly, after a few drinks, deep-throats 12-inch bananas and grinds with the male dancers, or whatever you bitches do at these outings. Hell, I’m still kicking myself for forgetting about two $1 coupons I had for Chex cereal to go with the 4 for $6 deal my local store was having.

And in case you wondered what I did at my bachelor party, keep wondering. Actually, I didn’t do a damn thing. Why should I? I was with the better half for 8 years prior to having God’s approval to our cohabitation; what’s the big deal about making it all official-like? Besides, the actual wedding was expensive enough. Now that I think about it, a wedding is like one last big date.