Man jumps from window after being chased in dream

Man jumps from window after being chased in dream

Man swallowed 6-Inch nail thrice

A Chinese carpenter is recovering in hospital after swallowing a six inch nail - three times. Li Xiangyang, 48, of Huangshi, Hubei Province, was holding the nail between his teeth when he suddenly coughed and swallowed it. He was taken to the nearby Wuhan University Hospital in where doctors x-rayed him and found the nail was in his right lung. Realising it had to be removed immediately, Professor Hu Ke fed a fibre-optic bronchoscope down his throat to pull it out. But, just as he was on the verge of pulling the nail out of his mouth, Li coughed again and sucked it back down his throat. This time it ended up in his left lung. Professor Hu tried again but, at the last minute, Li involuntarily swallowed and the nail disappeared again. Doctors couldn't find the nail in either lung and eventually realised that it was now in his stomach where it was finally removed with a gastroscope clamp.

Man Commits Crime to Escape Nagging Wife

Man Commits Crime to Escape Nagging Wife

Man sells son to save his wife

Man sells son to save his wife

Man Caught Using Impersonator to Divorce Wife

Man Caught Using Impersonator to Divorce Wife

NJ Cop Got Drunk to Teach Police DWI Class, Then Got a DWI

If Joseph Gaeta of the Midland Park police had been aware of this rule, he may not have been busted for driving under the influence. He volunteered to get drunk during a DWI class at the Bergen County Police Academy so fellow officers could see how he responded to sobriety tests. When he hit a .13 blood alcohol level, class ended and a fellow officer drove him home. He didn't stay there. No, Joseph Gaeta hopped on his 4-wheel ATV, according to the Associated Press. He illegally drove the vehicle on city streets and then crashed while making a turn. While Gaeta was taken to the hospital with serious facial injuries, the Record reports that Midland Park Police Chief John Casson made the call to cite the officer for a DWI. Though the department has every right to cite Gaeta for driving under the influence, the Police Academy may not be without legal blame. Joseph Gaeta was on duty when he became intoxicated. He was also under the care of academy instructors. Though the school safely transported Gaeta back to his home, it may have had a further responsibility to keep him safe. It was arguably negligent to leave him alone while he was so drunk. He knew he was above the legal limit, but drunk persons are known for overestimating their capabilities.

Woman's Sex-for-Phillies-Tickets Conviction Overturned on Appeal - Strange Crime - Legally Weird

Woman's Sex-for-Phillies-Tickets Conviction Overturned on Appeal - Strange Crime - Legally Weird

59-year-old shocks mourners who believed they were burying crash victim

RIO DE JANEIRO - A Brazilian bricklayer reportedly killed in a car crash shocked his mourning family by showing up alive at his funeral. Relatives of Ademir Jorge Goncalves, 59, had identified him as the victim of a Sunday night car crash in Parana state in southern Brazil, police said. As is customary in Brazil, the funeral was held the following day, which happened to be the holiday of Finados, when Brazilians visit cemeteries to honor the dead. What family members didn't know was that Goncalves had spent the night at a truck stop talking with friends over drinks of a sugarcane liquor known as cachaca, his niece Rosa Sampaio told the O Globo newspaper. He did not get word about his own funeral until it was already happening Monday morning. A police spokesman in the town of Santo Antonio da Platina said Goncalves rushed to the funeral to let family members know he was not dead. "The corpse was badly disfigured, but dressed in similar clothing," said the police spokesman, who talked on condition of anonymity as he wasn't authorized to discuss the case. "People are afraid to look for very long when they identify bodies, and I think that is what happened in this case." 'I had doubts' Sampaio told O Globo that some family members were not sure the body was Goncalves. "My two uncles and I had doubts about the identification," she told O Globo. "But an aunt and four of his friends identified the body, so what were we to do? We went ahead with the funeral." The police spokesman confirmed there were doubts: "His mom looked at the body in the casket and thought something was strange. She looked and looked and couldn't believe it was her son," Sampaio said. "Before long, the walking dead appeared at the funeral. It was a relief." The body was correctly identified later Monday, the police spokesman said, and has already been buried in another state. He declined to release the actual victim's name.

A Baby With TWO HEADS Was Born In Brazil

WOOOOOW!!! A Baby With TWO HEADS Was Born In Brazil . . And We Got The PICS!!! - MediaTakeOut.com™ 2011

Shocking: Man Forced To Marry Dead Lover

Shocking: Man Forced To Marry Dead Lover

Kola Boof: Osama Bin Laden’s Mistress Talks

Osama Bin Ladenz‘s long time Mistress Kola Boof spoke to the Daily Voice since his recent death to speak out about her relationship with the most wanted man of this decade. Kola is no stranger to the media circuit, as she is an accomplished author, activist and writer of several novels. But, it was “Diary of a Lost Girl: The Autobiography of Kola Boof” that proved to be her most controversial piece, detailing her relationship with the middle eastern terrorist. Here is her story with the D.V… Mind you that “Somi” refers to Bin Laden (extensive read): I just saw myself on the cover of the National Enquirer. It says “Exclusive Interview with Bin Laden’s Mistress”–but I’ve never given an interview to the National Enquirer; I have never in my life spoken to anyone at that magazine. In fact, up to this point, I have not given anyone anywhere an interview regarding my feelings on Osama Bin Laden’s death. A week ago, my favorite television news anchor Rachel Maddowz (MSNBC) stated that I was Somi’s “ex-wife” (because members of the Sudanese government authored a book claiming this). In Los Angeles, one of the top Black stations reported that because I tweeted about Osama’s demise two days before he died; I must be working for the CIA and was aware he was about to be killed. The cover of the National Enquirer claims that I was kept chained in Osama’s compound. None of this is true. At this moment, I am embroiled in a serious matter that includes confrontations with Osama’s lead wife Najwa over possible monies that were left to me. I will get to that in a moment, but first to make it clear how I feel about Osama’s death and to make it clear why I haven’t felt like talking about it yet, here’s the Official Statement I gave the night Osama died: “I rarely ever talk about Somi, but for the last two days on Twitter, something came over me and I did nothing but Tweet about him. Now I know why. At last….I forgive Somi for everything he did to me and for all that I witnessed. I set him free and I dream for him to be healed. My greatest sympathy is with his mother, Hamida, the only person in that family who is willing to hear from me. One mother to another, I close my eyes and embrace her with so much compassion. I feel that no one has more accurately and fairly characterized her son than I have. I knew him to be a monster, a genius, a poet, a racist woman-basher and a very passionate, deeply sensitive confused being. Like all of us, he was somebody’s child. I am not God, so I leave him to whatever comes next. I still have his poems and each year they have a different meaning. But now the papers are cool to the touch. I feel many things…things that people would not understand…I look at the gray hair I have…and all I can tell you is this…. Usama, Usama, Usama–Peace.” I think this statement spoken in my own voice reveals a lot for those who have intellect and can understand that the “Monster” Bin Laden was a real multi-dimensional person for those who knew him; not a media contrived cartoon. I have been greatly demeaned and disrespected by the U.S. press regarding my affiliation with him and I would like to say one thing straight out–Ninety percept of the media’s problem with me is that I’m a Black Woman who looks Black and not mixed. It has been said to my face. Connie Chungz and her producers at CNN asked me point blank, “Why would a man of Bin Laden’s wealth and stature have a black mistress?” Exotic deceitful monikers like ‘sex slave’ and ‘chained woman’ are applied to my image but were never applied to Patti Hearst–who was held against her will for more than a year and had sex trains with the nine Black men holding her–yet was not given a single exotic title. And unlike the garden variety White public mistress (Monica Lewinskyz, Camilla Parker Bowles, etc.), my word alone nor my stature as a strong African novelist, activist and poet is enough to accrue common respectful treatment towards my person or my image. Extraordinarily literate facts and information I wrote about Osama years ago, things that could have helped them find Osama, are ignored as they focus on tabloid-like single sentences from my memoir (Osama lusted for Whitney Houstonz!; he was a Pot head). It was me, after all, who said ten years ago that Osama’s guards used cell phones (I was crucified by Peter Bergenz for that; though they discovered last week that it’s true). It was me who reported ten years ago about Osama inventing the “kidney dialysis myth”–me who reported on his marijuana gardens and his obsession with Western culture. It was me who first wrote about his hatred for Sadaam Hussein. Male journalists like Morgan Spurlockz (who says he laughed about my rape) and supposed Bin Laden expert Peter Bergen (whose published facts have now been proven to be less accurate than mine) discuss me as though I’m a deceased taxi dancer or a maid who stole coins from their nightstand. Sadly, because Black Americans can’t decipher anything until White people confirm and approve it for them–I have been just as unfairly treated by Black journalists and so called Black academics and intellectuals. Which makes me shudder to think what would have happened to Thomas Jefferson’s slave Sally Hemmings had she dared write in her own words about her affair with the President of the United States. How would her claims of child rape turned to a forced long term relationship to eventual love been received by her own people? Sally Hemmings was twelve years old when she gave birth to President Thomas Jefferson’s son, Thomas Jefferson Jr. He was in his fifties (I’ve since learned that the majority of Black American slave women got their first rapes between the ages of nine and thirteen and were freely raped by both White masters and fellow Black male slaves). As I well know, and share with Sally Hemmings–just because someone rapes you doesn’t mean you don’t go on to have a deep relationship with that person. Osama raped me the first night we met. But out of my fear and determination to survive we became comrades; lovers; we wrote poetry together, I did his hair, I cooked for him, he gave me jewels and money; sent me to Milan on shopping sprees; buried one of his guards that I killed and made it so I only did one night in jail. Living at La Maison Arabe was hardly the life of a slave–I wasn’t in chains, honey. I supervised Osama’s men despite not being allowed to leave Osama. And let’s not forget that half the wives of Arab rich men live that exact same way–many are married against their will, fathers give away daughters, women are snatched off the streets. Women had no rights in the Arab Muslim world when I was there modeling, acting and “hostessing.” It hurts to have so much valuable information; so much intelligence and to be so truthful and articulate–yet have “white powerful news controllers” decide that you’re not the right image for what they’d like to promote. Therefore, part of history is always missing. Osama’s wife, Najwa Bin Laden, who wrote so snidely about me in her memoir a few years ago is now forced, at last, to recognize me. I’m sure she’d rather have me killed than see me collect money from her husband. According to her I was Somi’s “abeed lan sharmuta” (n***er slave whore). But that’s alright. I’m the one he kept for pleasure and not mere Islamic duty–as she well knows and sleeps alone with–and always slept alone with. Pitiful head covered door mat jockey. The rank ignorant pettiness (well Kola’s not pretty enough!) and the treatment my story and my personhood have received shows you exactly why the Americans couldn’t find Osama for more than a decade. It shows you why Peter Bergen in all his almighty “million dollar advance” rhetoric could never locate Osama but had to degrade and slander me to protect the credibility of his own toilet-read tomes. And it shows most of all–that you can’t keep a good woman down. I was not the one who revealed that I’d been with Somi. The London Guardian newspaper started it all; I originally denied the story out of embarrassment and then the U.S. Homeland Security (more like “Gangland Security”) forced me to admit to it. From then on, I was trapped in a maze of defending my reputation and my personhood. And so the tragedy of my life is that I have told nothing but truth…yet the truth did not set me free. My one revenge is that I’m not going anywhere. I think the Americans have noticed that by now. And I leave you with this bit of common sense and mother wit–”In any mansion…it’s the maids and the whores…who know the most.” You can’t stop what’s real.

18-year-old in India named world's shortest woman

(CNN) -- Standing just over 2 feet tall, Jyoti Amge of Nagpur, India, was confirmed Friday as the world's shortest living woman. Guinness World Records, known as the global authority on record-breaking -- albeit odd -- achievements, flew to India on Amge's 18th birthday to take final measurements and confirm the new record. The title previously belonged to Bridgette Jordan, 22, of the United States, who measures 2 feet, 3 inches tall. Amge's birthday was celebrated at a party in Nagpur with cake and guests from her hometown as well as Guinness representatives from London. Amge, wearing a purple sari and celebratory henna, stood proudly next to a copy of the 2012 Guinness record book and her official certificate, which was almost as big as Amge herself. Amge, at 2 feet, 0.06 inches tall, is the same height as an average 2-year-old as a result of being born with a form of dwarfism called achondroplasia. But Amge is every bit an 18-year-old woman, attending a regular high school and dreaming of becoming a Bollywood star. She will star in two Bollywood movies next year, according to Guinness. "It is wonderful to celebrate my 18th birthday with a new world record. It's like an added birthday present," Guinness quoted Amge as saying. "I feel grateful to be this size, after all, if I weren't small and had not achieved these world records, I might never have been able to visit Japan and Europe and many other wonderful countries." The record for the shortest woman in history remains with Pauline Musters, who died in 1895 at 2 feet tall even.

50 Cent: I Was a Misunderstood Bully - 50 Cent

50 Cent: I Was a Misunderstood Bully - 50 Cent

She Dated Him!? Most Surprising Celebrity Couples - Ryan Gosling

She Dated Him!? Most Surprising Celebrity Couples - Ryan Gosling

Mother says son was suspended for calling teacher ‘cute’

A Gastonia mother says her son was suspended for calling a teacher "cute.” Chiquita Lockett said her 9-year-old son, Emanyea, spent the last two days at home. Lockett said the principal of Brookside Elementary called her Wednesday to say the incident was a form of “sexual harassment.” Emanyea told Eyewitness News a substitute teacher overheard him tell another student a teacher was cute. Then he was suspended. "It's not like he went up to the woman and tried to grab her or touch her in a sexual way," Lockett said. "So why would he be suspended for two days?” A district spokeswoman said she could not go into detail, but said Emanyea was suspended for "inappropriate behavior" after making "inappropriate statements." The district's Code of Conduct doesn't list "inappropriate behavior," but says "disruption of school" is punishable by five days of out-of-school suspension.

How the King of Pop got Popped

I think there's more to the death of the King of Pop "Michael Jackson". In my opinion, it's more like an "assisted suicide". Michael couldn't bring himself to telling his loyal, devoted, eager, anxious, thirsty and long-awaiting fans from around the world that he couldn't carry on with the show that was scheduled for July, 2009 at the O2 arena in London, England.
Initially, the show tagged "This is it" was meant to be for 10 concerts, which could earn him 50 million pounds, but was later increased by the organisers "AEG Live" to 50, as a result of the hefty financial profits to be made from the dates, with over 1 million tickets sold in less than 2 hours, with the show commencing in July 13, 2009.
Due to Michael's terrible financial status, as he had been deliquent/derelicted on his repayments of a $270 million loan secured against his music publishing holdings, even though they were making him as much as $75 million a year. He had been accused of spending recklessly on supposed irrelevant items, and the huge amount of money involved, he was compelled to accept the offer.
But later on, while rehearsing for the concerts, he discovered that he couldn't go on with the proposed plan, as he had not performed in a long while and his health couldn't carry him any longer. The last concert he had was the HIStory World Tour in 1997.
On July 25, 2009, Michael contracted one of his several doctor friends or better still his personal physician "Dr. Conrad Murray", who was also possibly his closest and the most trustworthy doctor he had at his disposal, telling him he was concerned about not wanting to disappoint his fans, and that he wanted a way out.
Dr. Murray possibly couldn't think of any solution to his question, so Michael suggested suicide, as this is not unfamiliar among celebrities. Celebrities like the acclaimed king of 'rock & roll' Elvis Presley, Anna Nicole Smith, Heath Ledger, and lately british fashion icon Alexander McQueen have used suicide as a way out of their depression. This made Dr. Murray disorganised and non-consentual to his suggestion. Michael then thought of another possible idea, he coaxed Dr. Murray to give him an overdose of the anesthetic propofol (diprivian) he had taken previously as a treatment for insomnia.
It was a hard decision to take for Dr. Murray, as he had few minutes to think it through over and over again. Dr. Murray succumbed/capitulated/acceded and the dreaded deed was done. Dr. Murray had to wait for a few minutes to see the reaction/antiphon before calling for help as previously planned by both men. Obviously, it wasn't the first time Dr. Murray administered this drug to Michael, as a doctor who loves his patients (or probably client in this case) a lot, and as a professional who knows the perfect quantity enough for a patient at his/her particular state or health condition, why would it be this one time that the event occured.
Eventually, the result came out, and the news spread online quickly causing websites to slow down and crash from user overload. I myself was on Twitter that night when i saw the inital tweet from TMZ of his cardiac arrest. I informed my then room-mate Tete-Timon of the development, before confirming of his death minutes later. TMZ was the first mainstream media to break the news, and their site crashed as a result.
Michael wouldn't know any inquiry as this would occur, that will put Dr. Murray in the spotlight and in a precarious/wobbly and unfortunate situation. In Dr. Murray's pledge with Michael, Michael probably asked him to promise he wouldn't let anyone know the actual events that occured no matter the pressure as it would be an insult/affronting/vitiating to his reputation.
Yes it is true the family of Michael suspects foul play in his death, especially his immediate elder sister "La Toya" and his father "Joe", what they do not know is that the foul play could come from Michael himself, and Michael is no longer around to speak for himself. Michael was too good to die, at least not so soon, unnowing to him that he made matters worse.