Just when you think you've seen it all, the Forest Service brings a handcuffed guy in for an evaluation: Seems he spent the night in a tree overhanging the river that runs through our National Forest, and the Service was concerned about his mental status.
He's still brushing twigs and duff from the forest floor off of his clothes and knocking stuff out of his hair while you're doing the interview.
When you're done, he bows and kisses your hand like a knight of old.
Then the county sheriff handcuffs him and takes him off to the state hospital.
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