— Joanne Wilder (@joannewilder) February 11, 2019
The first line of the story is fucking hilarious to me.
Source: Toronto police are asking the public to help identify a woman who allegedly threw furniture from a balcony in the downtown core.
They say the incident allegedly took place on Saturday when the woman threw a chair and other unspecified items from a balcony high up in a condo tower.
A video circulating online Monday appears to show the woman tossing the chair from the balcony, which overlooks a major highway.
Police say the chair landed in front of the entrance to a building and there were no reports of injuries.
They’re investigating the incident as a case of mischief endangering life.
Anyone with information about the woman’s identity is being asked to come forward.
So if they can Identify the kind of watch you are wearing from satellite camera’s in outer space, how on earth can they not find Sass Jordan?
I threw a bar of soap out of a motel window once, and my dad beat the shit out of me after motel security narced on me
I love my Dad but ‘Jimmy Blundell’ was a complete snap show growing up. If we were all the car traveling somewhere, he was an absolute fucking lunatic. He had this magic watch that only he knew the time to, and somehow we were always late. Late getting in the car, late getting gas, late taking a shit, late leaving Banff Hot Springs. You name the leisure activity; we were late for it. Breakfast made him mad.
On one trip we stopped after an exhaustive day of driving. I had to pee, so I rushed into the bathroom and started to look around, and I saw this motel soap that looked like it should be thrown from the bathroom, out the front door into the parking lot. My dad left to get Ice at the front desk, so I threw it, finished my pee and I hadn’t left the room before a security guy brought me to the office, where dad was, to report me.
All that happened in 5 minutes, no one recorded it from four feet away, and I got caught.
How is it possible this goofy little chair throwing dickhead is still at large??
Platinum dyed haired,
Pie-faced, pig-nosed goth head
They know what building/apartment, time, place and they seriously still can’t identify her? Doesn’t that concern anyone?
If she’s an Airbnb guest, I hope they give her a terrible rating. And check for crotch crickets in the bed sheets.
That chair landed 4 feet from a moving car on one of the busiest streets in Toronto and nearly killed a woman.