If you've got kids, and there's a drive-in anywhere near you, you owe them the experience. The few that are left actually do quite nicely. The last one I was at had free WiFi, for heaven's sake. First run movies, cheap snack bar. Pack a picnic, let the kids run around and play frisbee while it's light out. When it's dark put them in their pajamas, give em a pillow, and if they fall asleep in the middle, no big deal.

As a kid I remember begging my dad to take us to go see MegaForce at the drive-in, knowing full well that Porky's was playing on the other screen and periodic trips to the restroom/snackbar would be in order. These days I don't let mine out of my site :)!

If it turns out that the accompanying cell phone footage is all part of the fake, that's brilliant. Security video is too easily assumed to be fake so "authenticate" it by providing cell phone footage from another angle of someone who was there? Outstanding idea.

I wish I could remember the name of the comedian who did the "first guy to use sarcasm" bit:

"Wow, this dinner plate is so hot! I can barely touch it!"

"Really?"

"No! It's completely cold!! That's my point!"

"Then why did you say it was hot?"

"I was being.....something."

I remember getting to sit down to an original Mac, typing for a few moments, having the guy who'd brought it in tell me that there were functions you could only get to with the mouse, and saying "Well that's stupid, who'd want to keep taking their hands off the keyboard every 5 seconds?"

Alligator stories always make me think of Steve Irwin (RIP). Imagine the wrestling match they could have had!

All I can think of is when Steve Irwin held his baby in one arm while feeding a crocodile with the other. Everybody yelled at him "What if it had jumped at you?" and his defense was "I know about these animals, they can't jump like that."

(I realize there's more to it than that and that Irwin was probably right that in that particular position they wouldn't have the necessary leaping ability, and this is completely different. I'm just sayin, that's what it made me think of.)

Thanks for this :). I actually have an Uncle Bob who lives in Maine, and I'm going to enjoy sending that mugshot to my relatives.

Wait...a year and a half old? How do you explain to someone that young that for this particular food, unlike all others, you chew it as long as you want but don't swallow it? This is a child that swallows coins, for heaven's sake.

As has been pointed out elsewhere, the cost of putting him jail for a couple of days far outweighs the cost of the tokens. If they've stopped issuing the tokens, then it seems like the logical policy would be to figure out how many are still outstanding, continue accepting them until the appropriate percentage are out of circulation, and then just drop the rest on the floor on the rare occasion that they continue to trickle in. It's eventually a problem that will fall to zero.

If you sold them to the guy, you should have some level of contract agreeing to either accept them from him, or at least buy them back. You can't just say "Nope, we took your money, gave you tokens, and then decided that the tokens aren't worth anything anymore, sorry."

What I can't figure out is what sort of autopsy starts on the face? I always thought of it as more of a body cavity sort of a thing.