Warning: aspects of this post may make you vomit.
http://www.cbc.ca/canada/british-columbia/story/2009/08/23/bc-fugitivejenkins.html
I think the whole thing is pretty tragic, after reading a few stories about the guy and how he set out to L.A. from Calgary and wanted to be famous and rich and all that. I see our culture producing more and more of these deluded people and it's kind of scary-- (I spent a good hour watching people sing their own personal covers of one of the most ridiculous songs of all-time... Tim McGraw's Don't Take the Girl. These people must be hoping someone discovers them and gives them their big chance.)
Anyway, the reason I'm posting something about the saga is the way the woman's body was identified. According to the story, Jenkins (the alleged murderer) dumped his ex's body in a dumpster without her teeth or fingers, making identification difficult. Police were able to trace her identity back, however... by using the serial number on her breast implants.
Jesus Christ, what a world we live in.
Now for the god-forsaken part of the post that could induce nausea... Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Tim McGraw.
I want to add another line about a dirty sex tourist in Thailand's conscience, standing in front of a line of prostitutes he can chose from... it includes a bunch of ladies and one who is obviously much younger. "You flew 18 hours to bust nuts like a squirrel, but Johnny don't take the girl..."
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So will crazy killers of playboy models chop off their boobs now?
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