So the FBI has descended upon the town of Milford, Michigan in the hopes of turning up Jimmy Hoffa.
They are out there digging up fields of the perfectly named Hidden Dreams Farm and its driveways and horse barns all based on a tip by an octogenarian drug dealer currently residing in the slammer.
The best thing I've seen on this story are the Milford cupcakes, which feature chocolate icing, chocolate "dirt" sprinkles and a green plastic hand rising from the grave. Love that anyway!
But really, it would suck if they actually found him. A farm in Michigan? Where's the romance, people?
Let's consider the other, much more inventive, and may I dare say, more popular theories:
+ Buried under the end zone in Giants Stadium in East Rutherford, New Jersey
+ Dumped near the Verrazano-Narrows Bridge in New York City
+ Buried in a gravel pit in Highland, Michigan
+ Encased in the foundation of a garage in Cadillac, Michigan
+ Cremated in an incinerator or maybe crushed in a compactor in Hamtramck, Michigan
+ Sealed in a drum in a New Jersey junkyard, set on fire, then placed in the trunk of a car sold for scrap metal
+ Still alive after running off to Brazil with a go-go dancer
+ Buried in Grant's Tomb
Cast your votes now! Time is limited - the FBI has a lot of shovels!
Thursday, May 18, 2006
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