Wouldn't the above headline look simply smashin' on the cover of the National Enquirer?
The funny thing is, it really happened.
Toby Keith was performing in Cincinnati, Ohio when a really gung-ho fan named Forrest Frankenstein (yes, that's his real name) took "let's get drunk and be somebody" to a whole new level. He commenced raising cain and proving he's as good as he once was.
When police arrived on the scene, he threatened to, presumably, "put a boot up your a** -- it's the American way". They cuffed him and stuck him in the back of a squad car. But Frankenstein wasn't done yet. He proceeded to bang his head against the partition, thus ending up with a horizontal gash across his forehead that made him look a bit like -- well, like the Frankenstein monster.
When Frankenstein appeared in court to "talk about me", he insisted that he was so drunk he doesn't remember the incident.
A good caption for his mug shot might read, "How Do You Like Me Now?".
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