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Jess
02-25-2003, 10:20 AM
Moroney: Dope gets suspects in big trouble at cop party

By Tom Moroney
Tuesday, February 25, 2003


And you thought "Dumb & Dumber" was just a movie. From now on, it also stands for a clueless pair of young men arrested early Saturday on drug charges.

Ladies and gentlemen, say hi to Leonard Garland of Framingham and David DeCristofaro of Marlborough, both 20.

Their powers of inductive reasoning -- or lack thereof -- stagger the imagination.

There they were, on a Friday night, driving in Ashland, when they spotted a group of cars parked at a house.

Cars generally mean people, and people, late at night, generally mean party. So Garland went in, not knowing a soul, while his friend waited in the car.

Once inside, Garland helped himself to a drink in the kitchen, walked over to a man there and introduced himself with his first name, Leonard.

The man, in turn, told Garland that his first name was Matt.

He did not say his last name. But that would be Gutwill, as in Matt Gutwill, an Ashland narcotics detective with 400 to 500 undercover buys under his belt.

But, wait, it gets better.

The house belongs to another police officer, a friend of Gutwill who is a Framingham police officer. Most others in attendance -- 20 or so -- were also sworn officers of the law.

Our party-crasher might have been able to guess that he was among law enforcement had he taken time to study the picture of the Framingham SWAT team on the fridge. Or look at the sweatshirt worn by the host. It had the words Burlington Police Academy and a pair of handcuffs stitched on.

Oblivious to these and other clues, Garland struck up a conversation with Gutwill, never knowing he was a police detective.

One thing led to another, until Garland asked the detective if he wanted to get high.

"I was incredibly taken aback," Gutwill said.

Gutwill later said he really wasn't looking to make a bust. Yet his curiosity forced him to pose another question: Did Garland have anything to get high with?

And Garland replied, "Ya, but let me get my buddy. We'll all get high."

Terrific.

Garland returned with his pal, DeCristofaro, who, according to Gutwill, pulled out a bag of psychedelic mushrooms.

Gutwill turned down the mushrooms, saying they upset his stomach.

What about cocaine then? Garland had a gram he could sell.

"A gram?" Gutwill remembered saying. "That's not enough when I get going. I'm going to need more."

No problem, said our rocket scientists. They could make some phone calls. And they did.

But now there was a problem. The person they called did not like to make drug deliveries to Ashland. There was a cop in town, a real jerk who liked to arrest people. His name: Gutwill.

At that point, the host of the party -- remember he's a cop too -- told the pair, "Ya, I know that cop. He's a (bleeping) (bleep)."

And Gutwill himself chimed in, "Gutwill arrested me twice."

By now, Gutwill had changed his mind about a bust. He would do it. Not because his name was being tossed around -- "that put a smile on my face"-- but because the pair had shown him the mushrooms.

"At that point, I had no choice," he said.

So, in full view of the two, the party's host called the Ashland Police and asked for a marked cruiser.

Then came the moment we've all been waiting for: Gutwill reached in his pocket, a la Joe Friday, pulled out his ID and badge and said, "I'm Gutwill."

"The look on their faces was like they saw death knocking on their door," he said later.

When the flashing lights of the cruiser appeared, one tried to run, police said, but both were easily detained.

Two years ago, Ashland Police Chief Roy Melnick said he decided to put two detectives on narcotics full time, one of them Gutwill, and it's paid off. "We've been hearing how they don't want to do the deals in Ashland," he said.

Now there's proof.

As for our party-crashers, both were arraigned on various drug charges yesterday and released on $500 bail each.

And Gutwill? He is still shaking his head. "I've met a lot of dumb drug dealers, but none this dumb."



http://www.metrowestdailynews.com/news/columnists/colmoroney02252003.htm

Jess
02-25-2003, 12:49 PM
THE COLLEGE THEME PAPER: HE VS. SHE





Remember the book "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus"?



Well, here's a prime example offered by an English professor at an



American University.





"Today we will experiment with a new form of composition called the



tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the



person sitting to his or her immediate right. One of you will then



write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the



first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The



first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth.



Remember to reread what has been written each time in order to keep the



story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking and anything you wish



to say must be written on the paper. The story is over when both agree a



conclusion has been reached."





The following was actually turned in by two of my English students:



Rebecca -last name deleted, and Gary - last name deleted.



-------------------------------------------------------------



STORY:



(first paragraph by Rebecca)



At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The



camomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now



reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he



liked camomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind



off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about



him too much her asthma started acting up again. So camomile was out of



the question.



------------------------------------------------------



(second paragraph by Gary)



Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron



now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about



than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with



whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to



Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator "Polar



orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could



sign off, a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a



hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent



him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.



----------------------------------------------------------



(Rebecca)



He bumped his head and died almost immediately but not before he felt



one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who



had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its



pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4.



"Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel,"



Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously



excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her



youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no



newspapers to read, no television to distract her from her sense of



innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one



lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.



---------------------------------------------------------



(Gary)



Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live.



Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the



first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who



pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through the congress



had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were



determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage



of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough



firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they



swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile



entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret Mobile



submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the



inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid, Laurie and



85 million other Americans. The President slammed his fist on the conference



table. "We can't allow this! I'm going to veto that treaty! Let's blow 'em



out of the sky!"



----------------------------------------------------------



(Rebecca)



This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My



writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.



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(Gary)



Yeah? Well, you're a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at



writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh shall I have



camomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F***ING TEA??? Oh no, I'm



an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels."



----------------------------------------------------------



(Rebecca)



Asshole.



----------------------------------------------------------



(Gary)



Bitch.



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(Rebecca)



Wanker.



----------------------------------------------------------



(Gary)



Slut.



---------------------------------------------------------



(Rebecca)



Get f****d.



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(Gary)



Eat s**t.



--------------------------------------------------------



(Rebecca)



F*** YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!!



----------------------------------------------------------



(Gary)



Go drink some tea - whore.







*************************************************************



(Teacher)



A+ - I really liked this one.

1BoMeXLeX
02-25-2003, 04:01 PM
haha...that was good jess

1.8t
02-25-2003, 04:40 PM
Best post EVAR!!!!

TheGuyWithTheMustang
03-01-2003, 07:29 PM
Nah. I laughed harder at the blimp story. That was fuckin hysterical.