12 March 2008

What the flush?

Can't make this stuff up. A Wichita woman sat on her boyfriend's toilet for two years without coming out. The boyfriend isn't sure why. He'd bring her food and water every day and ask her to come out, to which she'd respond, "Maybe tomorrow."

You gotta read the story. Big question: Why it took the boyfriend two years to report to the police that "something might be wrong with my girlfriend." When they took her out, the seat had to go too. Her skin had grown into it and her legs had atrophied.

I just hope it was a two-bathroom flat...

Oh, oh. One more thing. The sheriff quoted in the story has the honest-to-god surname of Whipple.

6 comments:

Bebe Bahnsen said...

That is the grossest story, not to mention the most clueless boyfriend.

Maggie&Bandit said...

We think these two deserve each other. He seemed so patient and understanding, and she really didn't want to be a bother.

Maggie&Bandit said...

Wichita?
We didn't know GMarc was dating again....

(yes, it's cruel, but we haven't heard from him lately.....)

Allison Kennedy said...

Ouch, on the GMarc reference!
But what a great story.
I guess we can say she got de-throned.

cath said...

Brad, what the hell!? NO NO NO! These are things that cannot be etched-a-sketched from the brain!

Brad Barnes said...

Much like the toilet seat couldn't be removed from her skin, eh Cath?