She got stuck in the aisle and no one had any vaseline?
Reminds me of the Carlos Mencia bit about the lady in the movie theatre--"What's you lookin' at! Hey, I's axin you!"
Her high horse went lame with a bad back about 5 years ago...
I think if I'm really bad in this life I'd come back as this woman's commode in the next.
She also had one of those cell phones that use her body as an antenna. She could probably have hit cell phone towers all the way to Washington... DC, that is.
Why is it that stereotypes often lead to accurate assumptions? I know the PC among us have drilled into us that they're wrong.
I can see the whole incident in my mind, head a-bobbin' and all. Thank goodness I was not there.
That box would've bought maybe 5 minutes of silence...
My guess is when they asked her to put the phone away or move, she went into Rosa Parks mode.
Looks like they were both on a buzz for the mugshots.