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the things we cling to

here is a story i just read on cnn.com this morning.  i thought it was worth sharing: 

Maryland man glued to Wal-Mart toilet seat
By Leigh Remizowski, CNN
April 6, 2011 8:52 p.m. EDT


(CNN) -- Police in Maryland are on the hunt for the perpetrator of what appears to be an April Fools' prank that left a man glued to a toilet at a Wal-Mart store.
If caught, the jokester who doused the seat with glue at the Elkton Wal-Mart on March 31 could face second-degree assault charges, said Lt. Matthew Donnelly of the Elkton Police Department.

Police, along with the Singerly Fire Company and the Cecil County Paramedics, were called to the scene at about 7 p.m.

There, they found the 48-year-old victim, who called for help after realizing the sticky situation he was in when he tried -- and failed -- to stand up and leave the superstore's restroom, Donnelly said.

It took responders 15 minutes to remove the victim from the stall, but they were unable to disconnect the toilet seat from his body, Donnelly said.

Instead, the victim was taken to Union Hospital of Cecil County, where the seat was detached. He left with only minor injuries to his buttocks, Donnelly said.

Police do not suspect that the victim was specifically targeted, but that the incident was a random prank, Donnelly said. They have not received reports of glue-laden toilet seats since.

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wow.  can you imagine that ride to the hospital?  don't they tell you not to sit on the toilet seat too long as it can cause hemorrhoids? 
but before we even get to that, is anyone else wondering how he didn't see a pile of glue on the seat before he sat down? 
and i wonder how they removed it?  with a sawzall? 
 

hey, at least he didn't have to worry about putting the seat down.  he just took it with him. 
here's hoping your day is less...sticky. 

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