He faces life in prison? Whew...
I wouldn't want to try to hold off a 420 pound man with just an iron pipe. A caliber beginning with ".4" would be a whole lot more to my liking. Although I wonder if a .45 ACP could penetrate all that lard . . .
Guy can barely move.
43 days is a long time on a case. I can finish one in 2 to 3 days.
You'd need an awful big pipe to hold a 420 man. The guy could just set on and kill you.
I wonder if it was "more taste" or "less filling". I guess he was going for the "gusto".
Domestic or imported?
Yes, I too would like to go to jail for a couple o' six paks and a bag of chips.
I wonder if he belongs to Mensa?
Friend of yours?
Something strange about this. Anyhow, the clerk was rumored to have said after the fellow took a swing at him:
"You're still not getting my Budlite."
Hold my iron pipe while I get your beer alert!
Okay...when did Fat Bastard move to Idaho? And I could have sworn he was Scottish.
Hard to put together a police lineup for someone like that.
With a guy that size, the getaway car would have to have been a stake truck with a lift gate.
Hollow leg?
Fort Hall is the Indian reservation of the Bannock tribe of Shoshone Indians. The tribe has an extremely high alcoholism rate and mortality at an early age is high. I've always assumed this was an extreme result of FedGovt nannie care of them.
In/around the Pocatello city center, it was (in my time there) common to see drunk or drugged Indians shortly after the welfare payments came in.
Very few from the Bannock tribe went to school beyond the state-mandated eighth grade or 14th birthday, whichever came first. In fact, in 1959 (the year I graduated) the first Bannock ever graduated from Poky HS. My sis-in-law told me a few years later that he died of alcoholism at 27 years of age.
I remember vividly in Jr. High the 13 year old kids from the reservation coming to school drunk or drugged or getting that way after they arrived, and sitting the principals office till the end of school day.
It truly is a pitiful sight to see virtually an entire tribe, or at least the Fort Hall members of the tribe, living in such a state of despair. I left Pocatello in fall of 1959, returning occasionally to visit family, most recently a year ago. It appears that if anything, the problem has worsened over the years. If there was ever a problem begging for a solution this is it. Wont happen, though.