ISU Golfer Found Murdered Yesterday

How about you find the shittiest county in Iowa, like in SW Iowa somewhere, and fence that fucker off. Of course, you would pay anybody to relocate prior to fencing it. You throw all these degenerates into this highly secure area (County) and provide them with veggy seeds and some cattle, chicken and pigs and let them fend for themselves. In the long run would be cheaper and they can eat each other up within the walls. They can try to survive in their own society. The most expense to the taxpayer would be building the walls which wouldn't let them escape. Each state should do this.
Melrose... please don't put animals in with them... could you imagine the beastality charges???? Grass seed alone and water from the nearest hog lagoon is more than enough.
 
Dude, I'm convinced that the Tylenol poisonings caused about 75% of the population of Iowa to go partially insane and it has gotten worse as they have aged. Case in point, my mom. Made us x-ray Halloween candy, but would let us ride around on home built mini bikes that had coffee can mufflers (from which I have a horrendous scar and skin graft) and let my dad drive us around in the bed of an F-150 on the highway. Then tonight, I told her that I let my 2 year old steer my car around the parking lot for 10 minutes to keep him from freaking out when I told him he had to get off the tractors at Home Depot and she was damned near ready to call CPS on me.
Oh yes and growing up in the seventies they gave us lawn darts to play with! The steel ones! And we couldn't be happy trying to play the game as intended, we had to throw them straight up and dodge them. To this day I still wonder how many emergency rooms had lawn darts casualties?
 
My brother and sisters and I trick or treated in Philadelphia thru the sixth grade and never had any problems whatsoever. Then in DM a few years later, we were warned about razor blades in apples. Still haven't heard about any actual razor blades ending up in anyone's apples.....

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Stick-pins in popcorn balls were a big threat in my youth. I've heard of razor blades in apples, too.
 
Oh yes and growing up in the seventies they gave us lawn darts to play with! The steel ones! And we couldn't be happy trying to play the game as intended, we had to throw them straight up and dodge them. To this day I still wonder how many emergency rooms had lawn darts casualties?
Didn't one pierce a little girls brain and end her life, and the father successfully got them banned? When those come down from the sky, the force per square inch they exert is more than enough to cause what happened to the girl.
 
Stick-pins in popcorn balls were a big threat in my youth. I've heard of razor blades in apples, too.
Honestly, I'm trying to think of the logistics here, but how the hell do you put a razor blade in an apple? Was the theory that someone would jam it inside the apple and then put caramel over it? Christ, I wouldn't be surprised if Mars or Nestle created and financed the rumor to promote sales of fun size candy bars in some sort of pre-internet viral marketing ruse.
 
Honestly, I'm trying to think of the logistics here, but how the hell do you put a razor blade in an apple? Was the theory that someone would jam it inside the apple and then put caramel over it? Christ, I wouldn't be surprised if Mars or Nestle created and financed the rumor to promote sales of fun size candy bars in some sort of pre-internet viral marketing ruse.
Yeah, their only downfall was that pin or razor blade could still fit those little fun sized bastards.
 
How someone get's murdered on a golf course in broad daylight is mind numbing. Every time I have golfed, there has always been others out on the course. You would think someone would have heard her screams
 
How someone get's murdered on a golf course in broad daylight is mind numbing. Every time I have golfed, there has always been others out on the course. You would think someone would have heard her screams
I agree at this time of year if the retired aren't talking about their crops going to crap at the nearest Casey's they are certainly at the golf course. The other thing that confuses me in both cases of late is that both these young women looked pretty physically fit and both guys not so much. I'm surprised both didn't get the shit kicked out of them by the victims.
 
I agree at this time of year if the retired aren't talking about their crops going to crap at the nearest Casey's they are certainly at the golf course. The other thing that confuses me in both cases of late is that both these young women looked pretty physically fit and both guys not so much. I'm surprised both didn't get the shit kicked out of them by the victims.
Notwithstanding the conditioning that Hollywood has given you for the past few decades, even a relatively fit woman is no match for an average male in terms of strength. I'm 40, have shitty joints, drink a lot of beer and have a shitty diet, and I am probably in the bottom 10% of dudes at my gym where there's some serious mofos working out, but I am still probably close to twice as strong as the peak performing women there who are total gymrats. Women's bone density and muscle composition just doesn't compare to a man's.
 
Dude, I'm convinced that the Tylenol poisonings caused about 75% of the population of Iowa to go partially insane and it has gotten worse as they have aged. Case in point, my mom. Made us x-ray Halloween candy, but would let us ride around on home built mini bikes that had coffee can mufflers (from which I have a horrendous scar and skin graft) and let my dad drive us around in the bed of an F-150 on the highway. Then tonight, I told her that I let my 2 year old steer my car around the parking lot for 10 minutes to keep him from freaking out when I told him he had to get off the tractors at Home Depot and she was damned near ready to call CPS on me.

LOL those minibikes were ridiculously unsafe. Goddamn chains were always getting janked too. Speaking of pickups, my bro and I were pushing one out of a snowbank and my father accidentally ran over my brother, who had slipped under a rear tire. Left a tread mark on his chest. Funny as hell once we were confident that he was gonna survive.
 
LOL those minibikes were ridiculously unsafe. Goddamn chains were always getting janked too. Speaking of pickups, my bro and I were pushing one out of a snowbank and my father accidentally ran over my brother, who had slipped under a rear tire. Left a tread mark on his chest. Funny as hell once we were confident that he was gonna survive.
Yep, the chain. Sumnabitch caught my pant leg and held it on the coffee can muffler. Left a damned hole in my foot. I still remember sitting on my dad's truck with a washcloth on my foot when my mom came home. There was a small crowd from the trailer park gathered around, my old man holding a very sterile damp washcloth compression on the massive burn and insisting that all was fine. Thank God my mom took me to the hospital or I'm pretty sure I would have lost my foot to gangrene.
 
I'll open the door. There is nobody who could come to my door that I couldn't kick the living shit out of.

I don't worry about safety as much as I worry about not knowing what the hell the kids are supposed to be "portraying", and the fact we hardly get any visitors these days. But if we do, I'd hate to tell a "princess" how pretty she looks, only to find out it's just "dad" hoofing it with the kiddies. The days of Frankenstein masks and Superman capes are long gone from Halloween season today.

That, and I don't tolerate people cutting into my scary movie and "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" viewing, of course.

Frankly, aside from the little kid that lives next door, we haven't had trick-or-treaters for AT LEAST five or six years. We don't even decorate anymore, aside from the annual bale of hay and a couple lighted, plastic jack o' lanterns on the front porch. Once Christmas started coming to stores in September, Halloween and Thanksgiving started getting the shaft. And the malls and parks put on a better gig. And some of the churches, what with their "Halloween-is-rooted-in-evil" stance, actually put on some great events. Hell, if I could pull it off, I'd go and stock up on enough of the goodies to get me through football Saturdays for the latter third of each season. Nothing like a shot of Fireball with a Snickers chaser.
 
My grandmother handwrote memoirs of her life. Great stuff. Stories about the Great Depression, World War II, how she felt during the Cuban Missile Crisis. After reading her life story, I'll be damned if I'm EVER going to surrender the traditions and fabric of this country over completely made up risks that the news puts on every day. And that especially includes Halloween. We live in a truly blessed time and we have a duty to imbue our children with a sense of trusting each other, not fearing our neighbors. Sure, if there's some creepy guy who you think has a dungeon in his basement, steer clear, but a blanket fear of people on this level is just absurd. Shit, I still remember in the early '80's having my mom refuse to let us eat Halloween candy until we took it to the hospital to have it x-rayed to make sure there were no needles or razor blades in it. It was absurd, there was no effin' way our neighbors were going to put razor blades in candy. But the news scared the ever living shit out of people. So maybe the world wasn't safer back then, maybe it was, but if you watched the news, it sure seemed dangerous.

Oh, hell no, I NEVER let a little razor blade or some strycchnine impede my quest to acquire diabetes.

Ten or 15 years ago, we went all-out for Halloween. Now pretty much nobody comes to our neighborhood. So we don't even buy candy, my wife just gives our neighbor's kid a mixed bag of cookies, candy from her office, and a few quarters for his piggy bank. I give him one of those little Hawkeye football schedules and a can coozie. I ain't gonna mess him up thinking it's acceptable to like Florida college teams just because we live in UCF country. No way, no how.
 
I don't think its fear as much as being smarter. These days a lot of malls and zoos and other places have trick-or-treating in a controlled environment. So to me as a parent it seems like a no-brainer to steer kids towards things like that as opposed to accepting untraceable candy from people you don't know.

That, and I don't have to fork over $10 (i.e., beer money) for a bag of candy from which I dispense exactly two bite-size Snickers bars.
 
My brother and sisters and I trick or treated in Philadelphia thru the sixth grade and never had any problems whatsoever. Then in DM a few years later, we were warned about razor blades in apples. Still haven't heard about any actual razor blades ending up in anyone's apples.....

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It was a myth later perpetuated by "Halloween II", which was released in 1981.
 
Honestly, I'm trying to think of the logistics here, but how the hell do you put a razor blade in an apple? Was the theory that someone would jam it inside the apple and then put caramel over it? Christ, I wouldn't be surprised if Mars or Nestle created and financed the rumor to promote sales of fun size candy bars in some sort of pre-internet viral marketing ruse.

I met three kids at hockey camp one year who ALL claimed it happened to them. Even at eight years old, I knew when bullshit was bullshit.

I actually DID get shitty candy one year. Some old coot ran out of the good stuff and gave us individual (wrapped, of course, we weren't savages) pieces of Dubble Bubble gum. Loser.

Go Snickers or Reese's, or just leave the light off and don't tease us kids into crappy, sub-standard Halloween offerings.
 
How someone get's murdered on a golf course in broad daylight is mind numbing. Every time I have golfed, there has always been others out on the course. You would think someone would have heard her screams

You would think so but victims don't always scream due to the threat or terror.
 
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