Florida Man Attempts to Train Emu as Getaway Vehicle, Emu Eats Stolen Cash Instead
He robbed a 7-Eleven and tried to escape on the back of his pet emu. The emu was at the Sonic. The emu ate the money. The emu won.
He robbed a 7-Eleven and tried to escape on the back of his pet emu. The emu was at the Sonic. The emu ate the money. The emu won.
He called 911 to report his weed stolen. Then he handed officers a spreadsheet with strain names, profit margins, and a customer loyalty program.
They stole six golf carts, bungee-corded them into two three-cart convoys, and tried to drive them 280 miles back to Jacksonville on the interstate shoulder.
He wasn't handcuffed. The cop stepped away. He climbed through the partition, stole the cruiser, and hit a Checkers drive-thru.
He tried to post bail with a Ziploc of raw Gulf shrimp. He called it 'street currency' and told the booking officer to Google it.
He broke in, fired up the flattop, cooked a full breakfast, left a tip, and critiqued the food on his way out in handcuffs.
The pursuit lasted twenty minutes, topped out at 4 MPH, and ended when the cart's battery died outside a Popeyes.