Now, if the old woman had been persuaded to consent to the affair and to having her bones used for jewelry, we could have a wonderful new craze sweeping the world. Instead this.
The daughter and grandson of a Northern California woman decided to forego the usual funerary niceties when 84-year-old granny popped her clogs in December last year, and cremated her on a "improvised barbecue", LA Times reports Kathleen Theresa Allmond, 50, and her son, Tony Ray, 30, allegedly disposed of Ramona Yolanda …
I had to check in case I was missing something:
culvert. noun. a covered drain or channel carrying water or electric cables underground, eg under a road or railway.
How do you cook a turkey or cremate a body in a culvert?
It's all just too weird, they have an almond orchard and are called Allmond. I wouldn't go scrumping for almonds there, not after seeing the photos anyway. Jesus H Christ in a monkey factory, they are scary.
"About 25 years ago, we had a guy and his wife who kidnapped a gal and kept her under the bed for a couple of years - but I guess this is a little more bizarre."
No. I disagree. I've seen the full story on TV of that under-the-bed kidnapping. If it's the one I assume it is (how many can there be?!!) the under-the-bed treatment went on for many years, involved repeated torture & BDSM, brainwashing, & even a brief release for the kidnappee to see her family, before she voluntarily went back, only to be locked in the casket under the bed for another year or two. And the torturer's wife & kids happily lived in the house with the bed the whole time!
This surely beats what is little more than another variation on ritualised cremation. Don't many Indians do this sort of thing all the time?
I suspect they're referring to a short segment of concrete or steel culvert flipped on end. You occasionally see these in the US filled with dirt and planted with flowers and pressed into service as vehicle barriers. I would imagine that it would make a reasonably good fire ring as well, though a bit large for your average turkey and a bit small for your average granny.
Okay, so someone already brought up the irony in that. Still, though... that's just creepy.
As for the Klingon-esque nature of Mr. Ray... I can kind of see that. Though, the tattoo on his forhead bears a remarkable resemblence to the emblem of the Decepticons. If you squint. Maybe.
Usually, you cut a culvert in half length-wise, then put a grill on top.
Similar to a BBQ made from a 55-gallon oil drum, only bigger.
As for the Back-Yard Gourmets with a Geriatric twist, they have to be nuts. They own an Almond orchard... and they're last name is Allmond. Totally nuts...
Mine's the one with grease and sauce stains and the tongs in the pocket.
I have to agree with The Voice of Reason ; the story about the girl under the bed is certainly the most horrifying ordeal that happened to a human being in a supposedly civilised country during peace time. One can only wonder how the brain of that girl did not shattered completely during this truly unbelievable cruelty act. There have been more violent acts, or longer kidnapping, but the balance of both in that specific case is jaw droping.
Cooking and burning dead granny rotting corpse to ashes is totaly piece of cake in comparison. What's chilling is the apparent lack of concern from the sherrif for the aforementionned girl abduction and following psychological damages.
What about Elisabeth Fritzl, the Austrian girl who was kidnapped by her father at 18 and confined to the house cellar for 24 years, repeatedly sexually abused, and gave birth to seven children - one of whom died in infancy and was cremated in the building's own furnace, and three of which had no access to daylight until their release?
"Kathleen Allmond did, however, confess to officers she'd "fashioned a necklace with a chunk of the woman's skull" and then "posted a MySpace photo of herself wearing it while holding a flute". The ritual significance of the flute is not noted."
Thats the most amusing paragraph i've read on here :)
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