AWED ODDITIES
Case of Stolen Gold Churchill Toilet Cracked by Lucky Underwear
True love is flushed with true crime

The crimes are real. Alternative facts provided by super-slithering sleuth.
‘Facts’ reported by The Fake Media, aka Associated Press aka anything I didn’t write
My nemesis typist feels it’s her duty to stay abreast of world news.
I yawn, vomit, and laugh hysterically over bomb blasts, deadly new diseases, and do-gooder obituaries.
It’s my job to create opposition files on wannabe saints. It’s time-consuming, but my buddy the Pope is a relative.
The only fun news is on the Oddities page.
The stories
NEW YORK (AP) — A pair of multicolored briefs peeking out above a robbery suspect’s low-slung trousers helped police arrest him more than a year later, federal authorities in New York said Wednesday.
Surveillance videos showed the robber wearing brightly colored briefs with a large letter R in white and the year 1990 in yellow.
This fashionable fella surely had something to do with this potty prank.
LONDON (AP) — Four men were charged Monday over the theft of an 18-carat gold toilet from Blenheim Palace, the sprawling English country mansion where British wartime leader Winston Churchill was born.
The toilet, valued at 4.8 million pounds ($5.95 million), was an artwork titled “America” and intended as a pointed satire about excessive wealth by Italian conceptual artist Maurizio Cattelan.
It’s hard to imagine true crime buffs haven’t linked these two crimes yet.
Lemmee help.
Using advanced reptilian instincts to spot low-hanging fermentable fruit, I put two and two together and it came out to Robbie ‘Bright Boxer’ Dumpin.
The logistically-challenged criminal
The top three rules for dressing for successful robberies are,
- 1) Wear a Robinhood mask
- 2) bring a bad-ass air gun
- 3) tuck in your lucky underwear
Robbie “Bright Boxer” Dumpin was arrested in Queens after being identified in an Instagram photo with the distinctive undies around his ankles. A fuzzy green Hermit-the-Frog toilet seat cover did little to hide the golden glow of the toilet.
Robbie and his girlfriend Ilsa have had problems for a while.
Ilsa means “I promise to only pick losers” in Latvian.
She doesn’t like living in the basement of Stan’s Bug Spray factory with Robbie’s Uncle, One-eyed Jack. Old One-eye brings home flags he says are valuable soccer pennants for Ilsa to sell on eBay.
One-eyed Jack wears a bright yellow eye patch with the word “Thief” scribbled on it. One of the five detectives on potty patrol thought he might be a suspect in the theft of Winston Churchill’s giant golden goblet, but other detectives dismissed the suspicion as racial profiling.
None of the suspects or detective’s races could be distinguished by looking.
The police arrest report —
Neighbors complained of a sewage stench and being disturbed by the bright reflection coming off the toilet’s rim through their windows.
An argument broke out between the loser picker and disabled pirate.
“Professional soccer teams aren’t named ‘Bulahs 27% Chicken Sausage’ and ‘Smile Idiot’ with a dragon smoking a banana on their flags! The solid gold nugget you sent me to pawn was someone’s rotten tooth!”
The pirate yelled back. “You’re just mad because you don’t have family heirlooms to give your might-be-a-boy friend!”
A bumbling wrestling match followed after Psycho Witch claimed the arrested man’s underwear came from a dumpster behind a dry-cleaning store and was clearly labeled ‘toxic waste’.
The fight ended when she abruptly pulled away gagging and complained the toilet should have been hooked up to the plumbing.
One-eyed Jack called after her, “Hey! I told him to go commando and leave the britches at home before any thieving!” He quickly darted back inside.
Ilsa shouted at Robbie as the suspect was handcuffed.
“Your mother called from jail and said you didn’t get those undies from your Grandfather for Graduation after coming back from study abroad — she said your alternative school for juvenile delinquents gave you a crappy report card in the 7th grade and you never went back!”
“Why’d you post my sausage-making picture?!” Robbie shouted.
“How many times did I tell you to put the damn seat down?!”
Ilsa attacked.
After officers pulled Ms. I-hate-myself off the accused, he was transported to the emergency room for bites to his neck, arms, and groin area.
The toilet wasn’t recovered because One-eyed Jack ran back inside to dissolve the accumulated toilet trophies he’d deposited. He remembered a fizzy science experiment with Diet Coke and Mentos so he grabbed a can of Sunshine Soda and menthol toothpaste and,

There ya’ go — mystery solved. The Hazmat team showed up worried about the bug spray chemicals and evacuated neighboring businesses.
Ilsa lived happily ever after. Alone.
Thanks for reading.
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