Thursday, April 10, 2008

The Dangers Of Being A TV News Reporter

I've watched this clip about 10 times today...and sometimes I laugh until I cry...and other times I'm so ashamed to even crack a smile! But, c'mon...a pie to Nancy Grace's face?! Sign me up! The Texas rat snake...OMG...funny shit! I did a little digging and apparently all these journalists lived to tell about it (especially the poor grape stomper and motor-cycle-tailgate-explosion...who sued the station and won). Thank God! So, have a little giggle at someone else's expenses...I won't tell.

7 comments:

Bird said...

I laughed so hard I cried!! The one in Texas with the lizard jumping on the guy - I actually saw that one when it happened. So freakin' funny!!!!!!

Pieter said...

Tough to pick the winner. Ultimately seeing Geraldo having his rediculous moustache curled gets my vote.

Bird - I ran the clip half-a-dozen times and have yet to see a lizzard jumping any one or thing. Dozing in biology class the problem?

Bird said...

It's the one with the Texas Rat snake. While he's looking at the rat snake a lizard from the table leaps onto his stomach. This reporter used to work in Dallas and he's DEATHLY afraid of reptiles. When this actually happened on live TV they could hardly compose themselves!

Justin said...

I made the error in judgement of watching this thing while at work, on speaker phone, chewing on a vendors ass for missing a shipment deadline. I lost all kinds of credibility with the friggin guy when I suddenly burst out laughing and blew snot and slobber all over my monitor! The black fella wrecking his self respect on live tv due to the attack of the killer 1 ounce lizard takes the cake. If you are going to commit proffesional suicide, live tv is the only way to go.

Justin said...

The whole selling/moving thing is an exercise in frustration. We are in our 3rd month on the market. We paid a very nice lady to come in and stage our house for sale. Very nice if you like living in a warehouse. The tv can be watched from anywhere in the room except the furniture. The house is as personal as an IV drip. If I never have to make another f*&king bed or run the *&$% sucking vacume cleaner again it will be too soon! I am 1 infinitely small step away from the 5 gallons of gasoline and an open flame insurance claim. The process is still easier than trying to get a sperm sample off of an adult grizly bear, but not by mutch.

Martine said...

Justin,
I can fly in at a moments notice, with a gasoline and a match. My cut is a mere 40%. Deal?

Justin said...

What's a gasoline? You into the red wine already?