Two reasons why the Spitzer story won't be the most e-mailed story on the Internet today.
From the BBC: Hundreds of Indian Catholics reportedly stared at the sun last month following rumours that a miraculous image of the Virgin Mary could be seen in the sky. Soon afterwards, local eye hospitals started receiving patients with burn damage to their retinas.
Meanwhile, in Ness City, Kansas, a woman has been checked out at the hospital after being stuck on her boyfriend's toilet seat for two years. According to the Associated Press, the woman's legs had begun to grow around the seat. Police said they were surprised they weren't called in sooner. (Please note: The smart money in ye olde newsroom is on this being a hoax but we cannot yet collect our reward.)
On the other hand, there's a chance the Spitzer story will rise to the top, now that the NY Times has the details on his hooker. The head-shaker factoid: She's not sure how she's going to pay her rent now that her boyfriend moved out after she found he'd fathered two children. That must've been an interesting conversation.
"Why didn't you tell me you were a father?"
"Why didn't you tell me you were a hooker?"
The sun incident is much easier to digest than the toilet incident. Must have a really strong relationship to stick with it for 2 years???
Just one example of what is most probably a treatable Mental Illness
Sheriff Whipple. Nice touch.
I'm sure you've already done this, Bob, but I called the Ness County News and they confirmed that woman on the toilet story is true. They haven't reported on the story yet because they don't have all the details. This is as of 2:10 pm central time.
Holy smokes, Michelle!! BIG points for you. Editor and Publisher Magazine said the AP reporter was heading out there to further verify it (presumably an interview with the unlucky woman) but I haven't seen an update yet.
Still, there's something not quite right about this story. Two years sitting on a toilet seat? What part of "stand up" didn't she get?
I don't think we've heard the last of this.
Well, when ya gotta go...
Really changes the meaning of "Going number 2", doesn't it?
Perhaps she was mixing Ex-lax and codeine?
I'll stop now.
I don't think we've heard the end of this either. It seems like there's no way around a sad story in this case.
The woman who answered the phone at the newspaper sounded somewhat embarrassed when I asked if the story was true, as if I might judge all of KS for the actions of two people. Maybe that's not what was going through her head, but I've seen some rather ignorant comments out there on the internets.