Monday, December 12, 2005

Okay. So, this is another one of those stories that, though theoretically could happen anywhere, could actually only happen in Texas. This has to be the opening scene to an actual porno somewhere, something with a title like No, Seriously, It's a Mile-High Club or The Peanuts Are Free, As Is the Inconsequential Sex.

Anyway, on a flight bound for San Antonio, two inebriated and belligerent Playboy Playmates, apparently mistaking the coash-class aisle for a water fountain on the soundstage of their latest softcore DVD, began fighting with each other and other passengers. Officers from San Antonio's Finest were waiting to arrest them when the plane landed, and this is pretty much where the wheels come off the reality wagon and the story, for a brief moment, takes on the sheer implausibility of a Forum letter: In order to try and dissuade the officers from arresting them, the esteem-challenged women made sexual advances on the policemen. Reached for comment, the officers said that the arrest ranked among the "most awesome" experiences they've had on the force, not including the time their chief took everyone to Schlitterbahn.

According to the women's Web sites, they both have their eyes on actual acting careers, or something. One of the women, Carrie Minter, said she takes acting classes in Sherman Oaks, which pretty much guarantees I'll be keeping an eye out for her next time I make an In-N-Out run. Carrie says she's a "big dreamer." I guess this proves it. Keep chasing those stars, girls.

4 Comments:

Now Daniel. I think you were a little too hard on Ms. Minter. She was probably just distraught about missing poor Pookie Michelle.

Can you spare a brain cell? She needs a copy editor; I gleaned this gem from her site:

"Not excepting anything would come of it we sent the pictures to Playboy."

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 6:37 PM, December 12, 2005  

I think Hollywood needs someone with dreams and aspirations. It seems like most actors these days are just going through the motions.

I think these girls could really shake things up.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 5:59 AM, December 13, 2005  

That story made me want to go to Schlitterbaun. If there was more to it than that, I think someone would need more experience with Playboy than I have.

Dad, why didn't you have any under your mattress? I will never know.

By Blogger Master Baron Von Tuckenstein the First Esquire, at 4:27 PM, December 14, 2005  

Schlitterbahn is, indeed, the happiest place on earth. You want some river-water-fueled rides? Check. Tourists with fanny packs? Check. Turkey legs and ears of corn to eat in between death-defying trips down the body slides? Double check.

When I die, you can bury my heart in the Krystal River.

By Blogger Dan Carlson, at 5:39 PM, December 14, 2005  

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