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Is cursing at your toilet illegal in Scranton?

Posted 12.12.2007 by Bilgepump
The story was reported nationally in various news-of-the-weird columns. "In October, a police officer in Scranton, Pennsylvania, charged Dawn Herb with disorderly conduct after he passed her home and heard her, through an open window, cussing her toilet, which at the time was overflowing and leaking into the kitchen. Herb, and the American Civil Liberties Union, were incredulous."

Big Brother is watching! One off-duty police officer in Scranton reported this dear lady for obscenities when his child came to him to tell him about yelling she had heard a couple of doors down the street. Seems Dawn was dealing with a clogged toilet, and as a red blooded American Citizen, was simultaneously exercising her First Amendment right to cuss the damn thing out as she plunged furiously to try to avoid the inevitable.

Ms. Herb is charged with disorderly conduct and faces up to ninety days in prison and a $300 fine. A few days ago, she had her day in court, entering a plea of not guilty. Here's how the Scranton Times-Tribune presents the facts.

"Patrolman [Gerald] Tallo has maintained that Ms. Herb was creating a public disturbance, according to a police report. He alleges she was yelling and cursing, using the ‘f-word' so loud in her residence that she could be heard throughout the neighborhood. Also, he claims that Patrolman Gilman asked Ms. Herb to ‘watch her mouth, that there were young children in the neighborhood.' This response, Patrolman Tallo said, was met by Ms. Herb saying ‘f--- you.'

"Ms. Herb's version differs from that of the police. She said her neighbor told her to ‘Shut the f--- up,' and her response was, ‘Mind your own business.'"

What a woman! Just once, *I* want to tell an off-duty police officer to "shut the fuck up and mind your own business!"

The trial began on Monday. Some highlights, as reported by the Times-Tribune:

"After going outside, the off-duty patrolman said he heard someone yell, ‘Are you (expletive) retarded? Get me the (expletive) mop.' Patrolman Gilman said he then yelled, ‘Watch your mouth,' because there were children in the neighborhood, to which the person replied ‘(Expletive) off.'"

"ACLU attorney Barry Dyller argued that foul language, although not in the best taste, is protected by the Constitution. ‘The case law is very clear,' told Judge Gallagher. ‘This is not behavior that you can be arrested for ... even if it is uncivil, annoying or irritating.'"

Judge Gallagher is expected to make a ruling in a few days.

Show some poop support, or make a poop retort.
Thunderbox (1510) -- 12.12.2007

If that`s Dawn in the Times photo, it would be a brave cop that told her to shut up. I wouldn`t like to be cussed out by that big scary baggage. Standard residential toilets are not manufactured to cope with folk like her. I pity her toilet.

daphne (4608) -- 12.12.2007

I'd be willing to bet an entire year's worth of Draino that most of the kids who heard her go off hear that language in their own home from time to time, and this is why Ms. Herb's version of what her neighbor told her is different from the report. No one wants to admit to this type of behavior, including neighbors.

This should be an interesting case. Part of me wants to say "this wouldn't have happened if the father was yelling obscenities", because rarely to never do I see people address angry men when they're in the throes of rage due to plumbing or Christmas tree light disasters. This is not man-bashing; it is merely a possible societal reflection.

Bilgey, this article is entirely awesome. Please do a follow up as the trial ends.


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HowleyKook (127) -- 12.12.2007

I knew I had Daphne pegged (check out her response to my first post regarding lids).

We'll never know if Daphne's right or not with this case, as Thunderbox points out, Ms. Herb is "BIG SCARY BAGGAGE". That along with a potty mouth will keep this broad from ever having a man in the house to yell at her stuffed bowl.
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daphne (4608) -- 12.12.2007

You know you want her, Howleykook.


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HowleyKook (127) -- 12.12.2007

I actually am really starting to dig you, Daphne...really really ;)
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daphne (4608) -- 12.13.2007

I like you too, Howleykook. The front page can always use fresh fun! In fact, I wrote you a story......

.......She posed in the mirror, admiring her work.......

The Barbie Dreamhouse tiarra sparkled crookedly, illuminated by a string of mangled Christmas lights. They were from the first husband she poisoned; he was near complete decomposition under the back porch. Just a little while longer, she mused, and I can use those thighbones for stock......

daphne adjusted it so that it stood straight. The dandruff helped keep it in place.

It had been a hard decision - the Barbie Dreamhouse tiarra or a new, stainless steel, 5 quart noodle strainer she'd recently purchased at Dollar General - but the tiarra won out. She felt it yelled "Hey fucker! I've got class!!!" much more so than the strainer.

Pulling up a size 24 chartreuse muumuu spackled with Hostess Hoho's and Hormel's Potted Meat revealed the most overworked pair of chalky Haine's Support Hose you'd ever seen; they were split at the seams, and 8 kids worth of stretchmarks threatened exodus like someone was blowing hideous, pasty flesh bubbles in military formation along the sides of her ass. Her thighs hadn't seen the sun in years.

Those support hose.

Those thighs.

The true essence of White-on-White Crime if there ever was.

She would have put on shoes but for the bunions. "Crap," she announced to no one in particular (even though the two dozen cats lounging on her bed turned as if she spoke to them), "I'm going to have get these things filed again." Had she not forgotten that the guy who did her neighbor's horses' shoes came on the third Wednesday of every month.......he was the only one who could get through the warts.

She wore 5 shades of purple eyeshadow. It was as if Barney the Dinosaur was being held captive in her face behind the fat rolls and had found he could grab a breeze by squeezing out from under her Neanderthalic brow, which, incidentally, was holding up one of the worst cases of Excema this side of the planet had ever seen. Her forehead resembled one hundred year old wallpaper that had been continuously spattered with eggs. The entire time.

There was enough ear wax on the sides of her head to seal a surfboard for six months.

"Looking Good!" She yelled into the mirror.

It cracked.

Just as she was finishing what was left of her hair, the doorbell rang. She turned sharply, causing two massive breasts to hang ten while the rest of her ran towards the door. They followed shortly. Veins popped. The cats scattered.

"Oh, that's right, my bra!"

She often forgot to wear it, as her two favorite neutered male cats (it was soo hard to suffer those bastards to keep their manhood, if she could only neuter the entire male race), liked to sleep in it, hammock-style in the front window.

Each cat weighed over twenty-two pounds and occupied one cup. They fit comfortably.

Donning her bra, she opened the door, and there he stood in all his splendor, Howleykook, holding up a basket bouquet to bring her to her knees; a year's subscription of what she considered soft porn, KingSize Men's Catalog, a six-pack of Spam, an entire box of Sara Lee Cheesecakes, and some cat toys. Her knees buckled. She swooned. The house settled.

It was a match made in Heaven.

"All you can eat at the Fat Burger, m'lady?" He breathed.

"Sure! They've got Lard on Tap now!"

Taking the bottom portion of some turkey waddle sloughing from one of her upper arms, he led her to a cattle cart he'd attached to his Chevy S10 just for the occasion and stuffed her in. She almost fit.

The engine screamed in pain. Tht gears groaned in protest.

They were off.


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Bilgepump (2908) -- 12.13.2007

Damn...Kook, she never wrote that romantic stuff for me....but her self description is apt.

(runs screaming like a little girl)

HowleyKook (127) -- 12.13.2007

I'm blushing!
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daphne (4608) -- 12.13.2007

That little girl better run, I haven't eaten since noon.


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Bunga Din (1239) -- 12.14.2007

Case dismissed!!! Guess this cops going to have to flush out crime elsewhere.

HowleyKook (127) -- 12.14.2007

I guess she scared the crap out of the judge! Big Hairy Baggage!
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Bilgepump (2908) -- 12.14.2007

I have this story on google alert, so I can follow up as Daphne requested, haven't seen anything other than the judge was gonna take a couple days to mull it over. That alert came today.

Bilgepump (2908) -- 12.14.2007

stupid slow google....follow-up story submitted to Dave for approval.

Loocretia Kornmush (115) -- 11.03.2008

Well I never! First y'all are praising Ms. Herb for cursing her overactive moohole and then the overactive off-duty cop. Then, en masse, you turn on her and call her "scary baggage?" Everyone knows the porcelain moo bowl was designed for people like her and she had a Holy right to expect it to behave properly. As we ALL know thin and beautiful women don't shit. They fart lumplings into lace napkins and use them for nose gays when they feel like a swoon. Shame, shame, shame.

Cannabem liberemus!

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