Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Silly Laws

While perusing around some sites the other day, I came across some silly laws that are in place in CT. Check 'em out...

In order for a pickle to officially be considered a pickle, it must bounce.
This is funny to me, because, who was the first guy who checked to see if his pickle bounced? And I feel bad for the poor schmuck who's pickle doesn't bounce...though there's nothin wrong with a good cucumber now and again.

Town records may not be kept where liquor is sold

Because we all know that when people are liquored up they get the urge to search for land deeds and death records.

In Hartford:
You aren't allowed to cross a street while walking on your hands.

Fuck. There go my plans for this weekend...

It is illegal for a man to kiss his wife on Sunday.

We all know that men in Hartford only kiss prostitutes on Sundays, so this shouldn't be a problem...

In Waterbury:
It is illegal for any beautician to hum, whistle, or sing while working on a customer.

I wish it was also illegal to tell stupid stories.

In Devon:
It is unlawful to walk backwards after sunset.



One who listens said...

It is illegal to drive the wrong way down a motorway in England.

This was a surprise for me, because surely it is already covered under "dangerous driving".

And it is legal to kill Welshmen when two or more gather together in Cheshire's town centre.

I suspect that one would get changed in a hurry if anyone actually tried it.

Barnze said...

Where did ya find this info?

Mags said...

So it's not illegal to kill yourself in the center of Cheshire, but the minute you involve someone else...and what if you are standing in the center and you shoot someone outside the center (and therefore not more than 2 people are gathering)...that's not illegal???

Mags said...

barnze: To be honest, I don't remember now...I was just randomly searching the web following links as I saw them. I'm sure if you type in stupid laws or something you could find some!!

Good to see you here!!

One who listens said...

New one for you. :)

In the far north of England on the Scottish border is/was a very small town called (I believe) Berwick-on-Tweed. In 1939 there was a dispute in progress between the two countries as to whether Berwick-on-Tweed was in fact in England or in Scotland. When the 2nd World War broke out, the matter had still not been resolved.

As such, the official declaration of war on Germany was signed by England, Scotland, Ireland, Wales . . . . and Berwick-on-Tweed.

As the years passed and the World War progressed, the other (smaller) turf war concerning Berwick-on-Tweed was quickly resolved (I think England won) and the issue was quickly forgotten. When the time came to sign the armistice in 1944, everyone had completely forgotten about the argument, to the extent that the declaration of peace was signed by England, Scotland, Ireland and Wales.

And not Berwick-on-Tweed.

The upshot of this being that there is a small and otherwise insignificant north-English town that is still officially at war with Germany, and which has been for the past 66 years.

Disclaimer: I don't know if this is true. :)