|P is for Practical|
Warning: long true story follows
So a friend of mine was set up with a blind date. He called the girl and offered to pick her up for the date. She agreed, and told him the name of the street she lived on. When he asked for her street address, she replied, "Don't worry. You'll know."
I'd like to note that my internal danger warnings would have started flashing at this point.
So the day rolls around for my friend to pick up his mysterious date. He's already running late, and when he gets to her street he finds a police roadblock set up. He calls her on his cell phone to let her know that he was running late because of the traffic situation, but there is no answer. He parks his car on the side of the street and heads out on foot to locate his date.
What he finds is several police cars, a fire truck, and an ambulance. And a live electric line. And a pretty girl in handcuffs being led into a police car who happened to be his date.
Apparently, after the girl told him that he'd know her house when he saw it, she got nervous and tried to come up with a way to identify her house and impress her date. She noticed the aging christmas tree in her front yard and decided to light it on fire around the time my friend was supposed to show up. The tree was rather tall, and leaning against a telephone pole. At 8pm she lit the tree with a match. The tree burst into flames, which lept high enough to catch the powerlines above her on fire, which consequently burned through and snapped. Her entire neighborhood was without power, and she was charged with arson.....
The date was never made up.
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