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Michele Allen of Middletown, Ohio was arrested
for acting the fool around a bunch of children
while dressed in a Kirstie Alley costume.
The police were called after Michele put on a
cow costume, pissed on a neighbor's porch and
chased a bunch of children around the
neighborhood. How udderly rude! The officers
warned Michele and told her to keep her udders
to herself. They sent Michele back to her pen
and thought that was the end of the mad cow,
but it wasn't.
A couple of hours later, the cops had to come
back, because Michele was blocking traffic.
Officers smelled booze on her breath and said
she was slurring her words.
Yesterday in court, the drunk cow pleaded guilty
and a judge sentenced her to a month in the
clink.
A month?! Damn. I thought this was a free
country! Since when are you not allowed to put
on a dollar store cow costume and run wild in
the streets? I better think twice before putting
on my Porky Pig costume and flashing my curly
tail to frat boys in bars. That was my favorite
Sunday afternoon activity. And yes, I know my tail
shouldn't curl on its own. I'll have a medical
professional look at it.
for acting the fool around a bunch of children
while dressed in a Kirstie Alley costume.
The police were called after Michele put on a
cow costume, pissed on a neighbor's porch and
chased a bunch of children around the
neighborhood. How udderly rude! The officers
warned Michele and told her to keep her udders
to herself. They sent Michele back to her pen
and thought that was the end of the mad cow,
but it wasn't.
A couple of hours later, the cops had to come
back, because Michele was blocking traffic.
Officers smelled booze on her breath and said
she was slurring her words.
Yesterday in court, the drunk cow pleaded guilty
and a judge sentenced her to a month in the
clink.
A month?! Damn. I thought this was a free
country! Since when are you not allowed to put
on a dollar store cow costume and run wild in
the streets? I better think twice before putting
on my Porky Pig costume and flashing my curly
tail to frat boys in bars. That was my favorite
Sunday afternoon activity. And yes, I know my tail
shouldn't curl on its own. I'll have a medical
professional look at it.