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The day after his wife disappeared in a boating accident, an Ocean City man answered his door to find two grim-faced Maryland State Troopers.

"We're sorry Mr. Rice, but we have some information! About your wife," said one trooper.

"Tell me! Did you find her?" Rice shouted.

The troopers looked at each other.
One said, "We have some bad news, some good news, and some really great news.
Which do you want to hear first?"

Fearing the worst, Rice said,
"Give me the bad news first."

The trooper said,
"I'm sorry to tell you, sir, but this morning we found your wife's body in the Assawoman Bay near the Rte 90 Bridge."

"Oh my God!" exclaimed Rice.
Swallowing hard, he asked, "What's the good news?"

The trooper continued.
"When we pulled her up she had 12 huge blue
crabs and 6 good-size blue crabs on her."

Stunned, Mr. Rice demanded,
"If that's the good news, what's the great news?"

The trooper said,
"We're going to pull her up again tomorrow!"

**You just can't keep Marylanders
away from their crabs.**
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I remember the kids, when playing as teenagers and on 'local' road trips, would tell me

1. Coach, the best milkshakes were on Rt 40, when travelling to play at Aberdeen and Emmorton

2. Coach, the best snow cones (or shaved ice) when traveling to play at Manchester, Hamstead and Westminster.

Of those teams, eight played ball in college, five professional, with one currently playing in the big leagues, another in AAA, another in AA.

On another note, I feel for the Dodgers prospect Andrew Lambo, and his restriction and the demons that many thought were past, yet linger.

I know I am a nightowl on the weekends, yet what
are you doing up late?
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