Have I mentioned how much I like Vice lately? From their blog today comes this gem:
"So here’s a chin-scritcher for you: What do you do when God hands you a real-life tale of a German woman who dialed the emergency police because she thought she heard someone off in the Elmstein woodland being tortured, but when the cops showed up armed and ready for some freaky shit they discovered nope, it was just a lunatic laughing his ass off at a book he was reading? Do you try to make yet another fucking joke about Germans having no sense of humor that somehow conveys how stereotypes exist for a reason, even though that setup is about as stale as any metaphor gearing up to make a real zinger about things being stale? Because lame as it is, it’s really tempting. Or do you just try to find out what book the spaz was reading? Exactly. OK, so this guy’s name is Roland Hofmann. Anyone who finds the info gets a Tootsie Roll."
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