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WTF Are People Saying
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The man-cop is saying “I didn’t see those… I didn’t see those”.
The lady-copy is saying “AAAAIIEEEEE !!!”
Uh… no gas… I just need to check the air pressure….
LMFAO! I see that guy walking around all the time XD
Ho-Lee-Crap, I just saw this guy to day!
Syracuse, NY
OMG I’ve seen this guy too he lives near Cazenovia, NY!
…Yes?
Is that Sayid?
Looks mom-mified .
Someone is smuggling watermelons.
This guy is a local character around my town. He calls the the thing in the wheelchair “Delores” and gets pretty pissed if you touch her…
Yes my son touched her and he did not like that at all. He will talk to you and Delores likes her picture taken.
OMG, she really exists… =O
I saw them on some country roads in NY. It is quite a sight.
I assume, that this is an artist with his skulpture. But I’m not sure. :O
Inflatable doll with a material flaw?
Its a hold-up – she’s the decoy, keeps the cops pre-occupied.
Why did he shrink her head? To make it look like she had a bust???
Not an artist with his sculpture. Legit random townsfolk from Jamesville, NY (Syracuse area). He’s a little unstable and thinks “Delores” is his wife, from what I’ve heard. Never seen him but a number of friends have, and there are youtube videos. Apparently he’s been spoken to by Syracuse PD a number of times and he’s harmless. Just really protective of his.. “wife”.
link to the videos?
Seconds later the woman cop has sprayed mace into her own eyes
Can you believe the price of gas these days? And they charge more to use your credit card! Gougery!
I see this guy walking around syracuse, ny all the time. I kind of want to stop him and ask him why he pushes it around but he scares me.
If you look closely, you can see that the male cop is reaching for his gun/ taser.
We saw this couple in Marcellus a few weeks ago and my son talked to him. The object in the wheelchair he identifies as his wife Delores. My son also touched the objects arm and he said it felt hard like a hard plastic but covered with latex. Very strange.
Can come please clarify this for me? That’s not a real person in the chair, right??? I feel stupid asking this but it’s creeping me out!
The lady cop seems to be screaming. What a n00b. Welcome to New York baby!
this is absolutely SHOCKING. when will the gas prices stop climbing
Na’vi blowup doll?
African American Avatar
with a boob job
Could this be an alien conspiracy? Maybe this is the first of several alien-type creatures to start coming about… just saying. Maybe she’s not plastic, but has an exoskeleton?
Wow! Gas at only 2.74$ Wait, what guy? There’s a guy?
MMMmmmmm, $2.74 a gallon…. (drool)
I can ALMOST afford that!
when my boyfriend told me about this i didnt believe him i thought he was f**king with me…where are these videos?
This guy came into my work today!!!!
Where do you work?
iv seen him 7 times hahahahahahahahhahahah!!!!!
Twas’ a fortnight ago that I travelled to the land of Jamesville, NY. And there, southeast of Syracuse, I was stricken with a visage too disturbing to ignore. T’was nearing twilight. And I, a weary traveller, sought only a warm cot and a cup of warm milk to finish my sojourn. But that sweet comfort would not be visited upon your humble correspondent that night. For it was then and there that a vision did assail me as I passed by the church of St. Mary’s. A vision that I shall never forget. T’was it a man? No! T’was it a monster? Perhaps. But whatever it was, it is burned upon the eyes of my memory as deeply and permanently as the face of my own loving mother. But it is not the kind warmth of nostalgia of the latter that I am filled with as I recollect that fateful eve. Rather, it is the agony of the death throes of a demon possessed spectre, with which I am filled as my mind unwillingly touches upon that memory. There, along the road I saw “them.” A skeleton of a man, driven by lust and grief, plodding along the side of the road. And just in front of this unfortunate waif, seated in a chariot of crippled-conveyance, was a ghastly creature, too misshapen to be real, yet too life-like to be merely an illusive night-mare. There was, quite certainly, something compelling about this fiendish creature, something so deeply disturbing, yet strangely enticing, that “she” haunts my nights with tortured dreams, and fills my days with unwelcome desires. There, in the Village of Jamesville, exposed by the waning light of day, trundled a monster. She rode in a two-handled, two-wheeled throne. Her only locomotion provided by that tortured soul who propelled her forward with his dutiful plodding. Initially this macabre sight filled me with terror and disbelief. Perhaps the waning light, and my aging eyes played tricks upon me. But no! If only such a mundane excuse as that could explain away this sight! Then, and only then, the rotation of this planet would be restored, and that which is good and wholesome would again prevail. But it was not to be, for this gargoyle of the nether world possessed features without mortal compare: ruby red lips upon a coal-black complexion; a long flowing shock of blazing blonde hair circumscribed by a leather head-band and radio earphones. And yet, despite my shock and fear, I could not look away. My eyes were drawn to her like a paper-mache’ Medusa. And slowly, I lost myself. I was drawn into her freakish and fetid world. My thoughts became clouded. And strangely, long-dormant sensations of passion were stirred. At the end of her long, graceful, tubular arms were the hands of a goddess. Interwoven fingers, rested gently in her lap. Her long blue nails were carefully manicured and adorned with diamond rings, and bracelets of the finest gold. Her long, pitch black tubular legs flopped about like the legs of a spider, the bulbous knees knocking together with each bump in the uneven gravely road. Her most compelling features, though, were those earth shaking mammaries. Like zeppelins, each massive, undulating teet swung like a huge pendulum, pulsating with a life of its own. Surely this goddess must be mine. As surely as I live and breath, as surely as the sun will rise upon the morrow, I shall have her. I shall steal her from her skeletal slave, and I shall ravish her with the passion of the burning volcanoes of Pompeii. Then, and only then will my soul find peace.
Understandable reaction. Gas prices are outrageous.
Heres a video on youtube of this:
LMFAO my mom and her friends saw this this dude in the village of Fair Haven, NY tonight April 9th, 2011. We have pics, but not sure how to post em on here. OMG, I can’t stop laughing, she told me tonight and I hurried up and googled it….I live in CA now and I wish I was there to see t his lol. He told my Mom he was bring her on vacation and they were camping on their way, he even had a tent tonight. Poor guy is sick.
I have heard that this guy’s wife died in a car accident and then he went off the deep end. The mannequin is his wife “Delores”.