I Don’t Know If These Touchy ~ Feely Things

work ~ they sound kinda stupid to me.

…Researchers at Indiana State University in Terre Haute tried a small experiment to test the effects of having kids play with heavier toys. They found that 10 children ages 6 to 8 burned more calories and had higher heart and breathing rates when they moved 3-pound toy blocks instead of unweighted blocks.

But I know for a FACT this does.

A pair of pot smokers picked the wrong day to use the drive-through window at a KFC restaurant in Buffalo, N.Y.
Two men in their 20s pulled up to the window at the KFC Wednesday afternoon and asked for the daily special.
Narcotics detectives, who were inside ordering their usual Wednesday special, noticed a cloud of marijuana smoke wafting into the restaurant and spotted the two men smoking what one of the cops called “the biggest marijuana cigar your ever saw.”
The detectives went outside and arrested 23-year-old Charles Morris and 26-year-old Gregory Quick, both of Buffalo. The two men are charged with possession of marijuana and smoking it in public.
One of the cops said he got the cashier to refund the pot smokers’ money for the Wednesday special.

Hey ~ however and whatever keeps your hand outta the fried chicken bucket is a good thing.

9 Responses to “I Don’t Know If These Touchy ~ Feely Things”

  1. John says:

    It would take researchers at I Screw U in Terre Haute to do an experiment that shows that exercise has a direct impact on calories burned and heart rates.
    No. I never would have thunk it.
    Every Fall, kids from all over Indiana come to ISU for college. That raises both the average IQ of Terre Haute, and the average IQ of the rest of Indiana.

  2. Carola says:

    All I can think of with the heavy toys is that they now make better weapons… I’d have to have standing reservations at the ER

  3. (Oh, you have waited for EVER to use that joke, you elitist Hulman snob! {8^P)
    And you’re right Carola ~ I coulda bonked Bingley a GOOD one if my stuffed dragon Puff was packing.

  4. John says:

    Well, how often has I Screw U been in the news since Larry Bird went pro?

  5. major dad says:

    I believe that would be Sycamores vice Hose-iers. Terre Haute is such a lovely place, I remember the smell and sight of coal as we drove thru on the way to Farmersburg. That was before I-70 connected Indianapolis and Terre Haute.

  6. John says:

    Well, Major Dad, when I was there (late 80s), it was the smell of the paper mill and creosote impregnating mill (for RR ties) that dominated the olfactory landscape – I don’t remember much coal. The effluents pooled in the river, and fittingly enough, the smell was usually at its worst right behind City Hall. There used to be a cat house called “Majestic Baths” right in front of City Hall, too.
    The Indiana natives amongst us used to call the locals Hautians or Hose-iers. Once, a Hautian threatened us with a razor. And if he’d been able to find a place to plug it in, we’d have been in real trouble. 😉
    Seriously, a Hautian tried to crash one of my frat’s parties once, and when we threw him out, he came back with a .22. Despite being a professional frat for Chemists and ChemEs only, the house was approximately 40% ROTC, so .45s were retrieved, and we called the cops, thus becoming the first ever frat house in the history of Terre Haute to call the cops on our own party.

  7. (Oh,DAMN !!! Bwahahahaha!!)

  8. major dad says:

    In the sixties it was coal, coal and more coal. It all came from those overgrown (now) strip mines. A .22? He was a Hose-ier then. If he was from down Farmersburg way or further south it would have been a 12 gauge. Saw a recruiter from your fine school in the mid 70’s along with a couple of my classmates. The jig was up immediately when he saw we were carrying TI calculators and not H-P’s. You have to love a town that’s most famous at least now, for who they have in the prison or who they execute.

  9. John says:

    Oh yeah, you were busted. Reverse Polish or nothing. I had one of those HPs that opened like a book and had a full keyboard so you could type equations in directly.
    Don’t forget that the US had a biological warfare center there in the 1940s- the Brits could make Anthrax, but they couldn’t scale up the process. So we scaled it up in Terre Haute. There’s crap buried out in those fields (most of which are part of industrial parks, now) that I’m sure no one wants to know about.
    I also remember the steak house run by the Klan with the little speakeasy window in their front door, so that they could screen out undesirables. And the bar up in West Terre Haute or somewhere with the dirt floor so everyone could spit their chaw without making the floor slippery.
    Terre Haute is the pimple on the a$$ of the Midwest.

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