Do they make criminals any stupider than this?

[Dave (imported)]

>>If I ever wrote this into a sory, I'd get drummed out of the writers guild for sheer idiocy.

>>Truth is stranger than fiction.

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Utah Man Shoots At Mouse, Misses, Hits Roommate, Then Gets Another Roommate Arrested For Rape

VIDEO

by Nando Di Fino | 10:15 am, December 22nd, 2011

http://www.mediaite.com/tv/utah-man-sho ... -for-rape/

Paul Daniel Klunzer's four-month relationship with a 13 year-old girl ended like many of these illegal relationships do: with his roommate shooting at a mouse with a handgun, missing, hitting a third roommate in the chest, and having police find the girl hiding in a closet in the course of the investigation.

Police called to the house to investigate the shooting — the bullet went through the kitchen wall and hit the roommate while he was in the bathroom — somehow ended up in the basement, where they discovered a 13 year-old girl hiding in a closet. Klunzer, according to KSL in Utah, had carried on a four-month relationship with the girl, and was charged with two counts of rape of a child, three counts of sodomy of a child, and three counts of sexual abuse of a child.

The roommate who fired the gun was not charged with any crime, and the roommate who was shot was upgraded from serious to fair condition.

Amazingly, there was a fourth roommate, Zach Baker, living in the house, who slept through the shooting and was oblivious to Klunzer’s relationship. “I got woken up by the cops,” he told Utah’s Fox 13. “They came storming in my room, checking to make sure everybody was OK and nobody was shot or anything like that.”

Baker, a quote machine, added that he had never seen the girl before and had no clue how long she was there. “They said she’d been hiding in a closet,” he told Fox, “and that creeps me out.” And when Fox 13 asked about Kunzler as a roommate? “I knew the guy was weird, but I didn’t expect anything like that to happen.”

Watch the report of the incident below, courtesy of KSL in Utah:

http://www.mediaite.com/tv/utah-man-sho ... -for-rape/

[eunuch2001 (imported)]

At least the mouse escaped unharmed...

[Slammr (imported)]

At least the mouse escaped unharmed...

I was sitting at my dining room table once and saw a mouse poke his head out from under the refrigerator. Seeing me, he pulled back. I had a pellet pistol within reach and picked it up. The next time he poked his head out, I put a pellet through it, so in some ways, I can sympathize with the guy that took a shot at the mouse, although I don't think I would have tried it with a regular gun.

[Dave (imported)]

I had a gun go off accidentally (hair trigger) and I shot my hot water baseboard heater in the dining room right through the copper pipe causing water to flow everywhere. It was very embarrassing to call the repair man. He kept the piece of tubing as a conversation piece. I sold the gun the next day.

But I didn't want to shoot it. What did this guy think the bullet was going to do? Stop in a mouse?

[Slammr (imported)]

A fourteen year-old boy was visiting me when I lived on a ranch. One morning we got in the car to go to town, but the front tire on the passenger side was flat. When I took it off, I found it had a neat round hole in the sidewall. Then, the boy admitted the .22 rifle he was using had gone off when he'd stuck it in the car and had shot through the floorboard. He hadn't said anything about it before, but he hadn't realized he'd shot a hole in the tire. The tire repairman thought it was funny when I explained to him how I'd come by the flat. That was after he had found the bullet inside the tire.

I thought it was funny, too, but as a kid, I once shot a hole in the mirror above my mother's dresser while playing fast draw with a revolver she didn't know I had.

[moi621 (imported)]

Wonderful arguments for the nanny state to effectually repeal the Second Amendment.

No toes stories?

Moi

[Cainanite (imported)]

I had a pellet gun as a kid. A hand-gun style unit that looked a bit like a Beretta or regular 45 pistol. For a hand-gun pellet-gun it was pretty powerful. I used it for target practice, and it could obliterate a Coke bottle with a single shot... at about 25 feet or so (further than that, and the pellet would just bounce off the glass... If I could hit the damn thing.) It was one of those little units you had to pump up with a lever on the top. I think it was pre-C02 canister type. Still, it could be pretty nasty at close range.

I had a spot set up at the tall fence in our back yard where I'd do my shooting. Years later when my dad took down the old fence he joked it was more pellets than wood.

Still, when I bought that gun, before I was allowed to use it, I was given extremely explicit instructions for how to use it, and where to use it. My parents taught me to use it as though it was a real gun.

-Never load it in the house.

-Only load it when about to use it.

-When holding the gun, keep it pointed at the ground, until you take aim.

-Never point it, loaded or unloaded, at any person, pet, or ANY living thing.

-Always hold the gun AWAY from your body.

-Wear eye protection.

-Be aware of your surroundings before you fire. (kinda like look both ways before you shoot.) You don't want someone hit by a ricochet or stray shot.

-Always let someone know what you are doing BEFORE you use it.

-When not in use, keep it unloaded, and locked up.

-The biggest rule of all... It is not a toy.

They drilled me over and over again on the proper use and etiquette of gun ownership before I was ever allowed to fire a shot.

I admit, in my teen years I broke a good many of those rules, especially when I gave gun twirling a try. However, I NEVER broke the most basic rules. I never loaded that gun in the house, and I never pointed it loaded or unloaded at any living thing.

I was actually shocked and dissapointed one day to come home and find my gun (that had been locked up) lying loaded and primed on the kitchen counter. I nearly shit myself. I knew I hadn't done such a thing, and I was a little worried someone had broken into the house. Shaking like a leaf I grabbed my gun, flipped the safety off, and quietly tip-toed through the house looking for the intruder. What I found was my Dad. He had taken offense to a group of nesting magpies, and had retrieved my pellet gun, intending to put them out of his misery. The gun had been left in the kitchen for easy reach, should he hear them return.

That is one of the first times I remember being legitimately mad at my own father. I immediately unloaded the weapon, discharged the air, and put it away. No Magpies were dying from MY gun.

The moral of this story is I am always amazed how otherwise intelligent people can do such stupid things with dangerous weapons. My father actually taught me better than he would do himself. The lessons of my childhood have stuck with me. Guns are objects requiring great respect. I no longer even own a gun, pellet or otherwise. My old pellet gun finally broke an internal spring, and was recycled as scrap metal.

How a moron could have a real handgun in his own home, loaded and ready to fire at a mouse is beyond me. The complete idiocy of that is just shocking. That he would actually shoot at said mouse with said gun is just flabbergasting.

I think gun ownership should require a basic IQ test.

Still, after reading that story, the one I feel the most sympathy for is the kid in the closet. Not only was she in a terrible situation the likes of which I can't imagine, but she was going through it in a house where she could be struck dead by flying bullets at any given moment.

Dammit! Now I feel like I need to take out my frustrations on some innocent Coke bottles. Where can I get a new pellet gun?

[janekane (imported)]

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Where can I get a new pellet gun?

Not from me. Being a diligent citizen of the United States (by which I do not mean Estados Unidos Mexicanos), I recognize my duty as a citizen to abide by the intended meaning of the Second Amendment, and, accordingly, exercise my right to have a firearm. A firearm, as I read my handy law dictionary, expels a projectile by some sort of explosion, and, as I observe compressed air to be explosive, I meet my constitutional duty by keeping and bearing a Healthways TopScore 175.

It had been abandoned in the home we had some years ago in Illinois. When I found it, the safety did not work; it could be fired while set to "SAFE." That did not seem safe to me, so I pretended to be a competent amateur gunsmith and filed some worn metal in the gun, and the safety works.

My budget does not allow for the purchase of pellets, and I clearly need a projectile for it to be compliant with The Constitution of the United States, so I found it necessary, for the sake of my duty regarding a well-regulated militia, to have projectiles for it. So, I made two paper spitballs of about the right size.

As is wise and proper, I need to test my firearm from time to time, and, to make sure that I am ready when it becomes necessary to defend my country, do occasional test firings of my gun. The last time was a few minutes ago, and I used a piece of furniture about ten feet away as my target. My aim was off by about an inch. I have saved the paper spitball for another time, it was as undamaged as was the furniture.

I figure my repairing the safety on my TopScore 175 is part of that firearm being well regulated.

At least I do have a working firearm with working projectiles. I would never want to be remiss in fulfilling my constitutional duties.

Mice?

Two cats.

[A-1 (imported)]

HECK, how was I to know that she was only 13? She looked 16, anyways....

[punkypink (imported)]

Lol so much win...