According to today's blotter, "Pitched potato knocks out husband." Here's the story: In the wee hours on Thanksgiving morning, sheriff's deputies in a nearby town responded to a call from a 43 year-old woman. We're not sure what she told them, but when they arrived, they found her husband unconscious with a knot on his nose, a potato laying nearby.
As the husband came to, he and his wife recounted their evening, to the best of their combined ability. According to the couple, they got into a tussle around 1AM, after "they had been drinking," smashed, as it were. We don't know what they were arguing about, but perhaps they engaged in the age-old pre-Thanksgiving "Irish potato" or "sweet potato" debate. The argument boiled over when the husband "used an expletive" to describe his wife. At that point, she grabbed a trusty potato and hurled it at him, "hitting him in the nose and causing him to pass out." Say what you want about this woman, she's got an arm and great aim, even when smashed. She immediately called 911, sure she'd just committed homicide by spud.
When the deputies arrived, the wife told them "that she didn't mean to hit her husband." She just meant to scare him, really. The husband didn't press charges and the woman was not arrested or booked on assault with a deadly spud charges. If you ask me, the whole story sounds twice-baked. Just remember, potatoes don't knock people unconscious, people knock people unconscious. I hear the couple has agreed to let the wife make any potato-related decisions from now on.
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