Friday, July 19, 2013

Dude, Where's My House? Fort Worth, Texas.

So there's this dude in Fort Worth, Texas who was willed a house by his late grandmother.

And came back to the house to find a slab of concrete.

And all the law enforcement could say was, "oops."

We've all heard of amputees getting the wrong leg taken out.  Or children switched at birth.  But in this very special mortgage crisis edition, they done blowed up the wrong place.  What if there were a bed ridden old woman, or a dog, or Nick Nolte passed out somewhere in there? 

Nevermind, no one cares about Nick Nolte.  Not since Blue Chips.

Apparently it was the house next door that was actually scheduled for wrecking.  The city, in fact, sent the demolition crew the incorrect address, then released a statement that "contractors had destroyed the wrong property." 

Funny, the statement kind of makes it sound like the demolition crew was responsible.  

Meanwhile, the family is driving around the street at 15 miles an hour, like "Dude, Where's My House?" They were probably never even acknowledging the fact that this could actually be an actual mistake.  Like a Ty Pennington joins the cast of MTV Jackass kind of mistake.

So when you go home tonight, check the smoke detectors, lock the deadbolt, and check the lawn for moving bulldozers.

Well at least one day, they'll be able to look back on this and laugh.  

The new nickname for the residence: Fort Worthless.

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