Or in this case, half her cake and eat it too.
The Wichita Walmart Incident killed it at Lollapalooza in â95.
Actually, she had to eat her cake and have it too.
She was banned from the store and her name wasnât released.
Ah, my disguise worked, again.
Donât tell us youâre eating cakeâŚ
Ok, I wonât tell you, but Iâm eating cake right now. But not at WalmartâŚ
You may be high. But youâll never be Johnny Cash eating cake in the bushes highâŚ
Come to think of it, there was that one time with mescaline and a flanâŚ
Having grown up in Wichita, I know there are countless gems. Off the top of my head, probably the jewel in the crown is âHomeless couple caught having sex in convenience store dumpsterâ.
Thirty one responses and no one mentions that she supposedly found a half eaten cake, and her complaint was that she didnât want to pay FULL PRICE! She was willing to buy a half eaten cake as long as it was pro rated.
If I step away from my freshly poured beer at a bar, and return to find it half empty, should I ask the bartender for half my money back.
If youâre homeless, you donât exactly have a lot of options for privacy
Teach this woman the mouse in a beer bottle trick: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNRlcjz3acU
I think the odds are pretty good that she had an eight of cake at most, yet somehow only half a cake made it to the Witchita Police Department evidence room.
Sorry, I should have elaborated. The downtown river area has many places for hiding out. Several sprawling wooded/hilly parks, decades old monumental features largely abandoned, even a lot of empty real estate. My teen friends and I knew all the ins and outs, as some of us were transitional (runaways, etc.). Sure, the police do sweeps in their cars, but none ever actually get out and walk into the wooded areas or down by the water.
The particular dumpster chosen was quite public, and on a fairly open route, by Wichita standards. Everyone was asking, âWhy didnât they just go over to the park?â
Having been homeless in the practical sense for times amounting to 2-3 years, and the technical sense for a couple more (wandering, travel camping, rough sleeping, etc), I sometimes forget to mention my experience in the matter.
At least she didnât leave half a loaf in exchange.