A US man has failed in an attempt to rob a bank by pretending a bar of soap with wires sticking out of it was a bomb.
The drama started in Southfield, Michigan, as the man went to the drive-through window of the Comerica bank to demand money.
He put a bag containing the soap and a note demanding cash in a tray at the window and waited. But he realised his dreams of easy cash were washed up when the teller walked away from the window without noticing the bag.
Police said the cashier was unaware of the robbery attempt and the would-be robber simply drove off, frustrated.
Someone eventually discovered the wired-up substance in the bag and the Michigan State Police bomb squad were called in.
They cleared the bank, only to discover after an hour of examinations that the 'bomb' was just soap, reports the Detroit Free Press.
My grandmother is well into her 80's now. She's my only living grandparent, so it's hard for me to see how regular old people are supposed to act. You see the stereotypical senile fogey forgetting whether or not they turned off the cat or fed the oven portrayed in the media, but is that really what happens?
I like to tell myself that my Grandma isn't senile, she just ran out of stories to tell. Maybe she just wants to have interesting conversations. Maybe it's because she's lonely. She forgets to eat dinner because she has no one to cook for anymore. She tells the same stories over and over because she needs something to talk about to someone. She struggles to keep a conversation going because she knows eventually that person will leave.
Someday we'll all feel that desperation, I know. And it scares me.
Well, not anymore. I just hate talking to my mother's friends. They're always pretending to be interested in me. In fact, the last time I answered the phone, Mrs. Carmichael asked what subjects I was taking in school then said "Oh, anthropology? Why are you taking that - Oh, well, next time I see you I would like to talk to you about that."
Have I met her before? If I have, she obviously wasn't important enough to me for me to remember.
Don't be an asshole and make me list all my electives - I don't want to talk to someone who is more than twice my age unless they are directly related to me.
Anyway, back to the phone. 95% of my telephone conversations are completely consist of small talk. It's so impersonal. It's like the verbal equivalent of a wave.
Warsaw - Beniamin Szczygiel may be a wide-eyed, nine-month-old with a toothless smile, but a Polish court has ruled the infant must pay a hefty fine for having stolen a lorry full of beer from a local wholesaler - before he was born, no less.
"My son is just beginning to crawl. He drinks milk, not beer," the child's bewildered mother told Poland's SuperExpress tabloid daily.
Beata Dankowska-Szczygiel recently received a thick wad of court documents ordering the payment of about R3 400.
According to court authorities in Dziezoniow, south-west Poland, Beniamin drove away from a local wholesaler with a lorry-load of beer without paying a cent in October last year.
But Beniamin was born in November, as the infant's grandmother pointed out to SuperExpress.
The incident has caused embarrassment all around, with court authorities admitting they did not check the personal data of the accused before rendering the payment order.
The owner of the wholesale shop has offered to keep little Beniamin supplied with special children's fruit juices in order to make up for any distress the family may have suffered from the absurd allegations, SuperExpress reports.