Only In Citrus County – Shianos Gets Owned

Hi, all!

I’m not really sure what’s going on here, but I know Shianos must be serving more than pizza.  A few pissed off protesters have been rallying the past couple of days against Shianos.  Anyone know whats going on?

On another note, what are the chances that these people find a replacement job in Citrus County after protesting Shiano’s?  I think NONE.

Shianos Protest - Citrus County

Shianos Protest - Citrus County

I'm pretty sure these people are just being stupid.

I'm pretty sure these people are just being stupid.

Shiano's Homosassa, Florida - STUPID PROTESTERS

Shiano's Homosassa, Florida - STUPID PROTESTERS

How Illegal Is This? Citrus County Speedway

Could someone please tell us how illegal it is to take your own car down the Citrus County Speedway?

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Only in Citrus County.

How I Shot Out My Window After Picking Up Two Hitch Hikers

Hi, guys,

Yeah, I thought you might like that title.  Here’s the story.

Red and I were going camping with our girlfriends on Friday night. It was cold and a bit rainy, but we had all decided that we were going to go regardless of the sucky weather.  We traveled to our campsite, set up our tent, cooked some food, and did the normal camping thing.  It all started out so normal.

Well, around 11:30 PM, we ended up running out of smokes, so the girls had Red and I run up to the nearest gas station which was about 5 or 10 minutes away.  It was pretty busy for this time of night, but we thought nothing of it.  We ended up buying our smokes and walking out to the car.

There was a black guy sitting in an SUV when we walked out.  He was in the passenger seat and must have noticed how sketchy Red and I looked.  He says, “Yo, cracka, wanna buy some snow?”

I paused for a moment, and then remembered that we’re in Florida, and although it might be cold, there is definitely no snow to be bought. I then realized that this black man was not in any way suggesting that we buy a form of precipitation from him.

We declined (though it might have made the night less cold), and went on our way.  On the way out of the gas station, we realized that we had left our lighter at the campsite, and we asked two fellers who were standing around the gas station if they had a lighter.  Sure enough, they did, and they were kind enough to give us a light.

With lit cigarettes and about to drive away, the older of the two says, “Hey, can we get a ride up to the check cashing place?”

C’mon, guys, you know what happens next!  I had my gun hidden between the driver’s seat and the center console, and I reached down to take it off safety.  These two guys were sketchy. After being asked if I had wanted to buy “snow” about 30 seconds before I met these guys, I was really nervous.

We brought them about 5 minutes down the road to get their checks cashed, and we had a great time - all was well. They asked for a ride home, and since Red and I had decided that these two probably were not all that scary after all, we agreed.  They went inside, and I reached down to put my gun back on safety.

I grabbed the gun, and BANG! It went off, right out the front windsheild.  Thankfully, Red was in the back seat, and so he wasn’t in the line of fire.  The two hitch hikers looked outside with a priceless look on their face, and I took off back to the campsite.  No one got hurt, but Red has taken up calling me by a new nickname.  Joe.

How do you spell that?

Only in Citrus County.

Only In Citrus County can you get away with murder... of a windsheild.

Only In Citrus County can you get away with murder... of a windsheild.

Citrus County Police – Too Lazy to Give DUI’s

It’s been a while since I’ve had anything worthy of posting, but I assure you, this is.

Red and I were just leaving the movie theater at about 12:30AM (there are other stories about this, but we’ll get to that in another post!), and we saw two police cruisers with their blues flashing sitting behind an SUV in the Taco Bell parking lot on route 19.  The lady was out of her car, and she was clearly being given a DUI check. Do you know what the term DUI means?  Driving under the influence.

Although we both HATE Toxic Hell (our name for Taco Bell) more than anything, we decided to roll through the drive through with our video cameras in an attempt to grab a couple $0.99 tacos and a couple of videos for OnlyinCitrusCounty.com.  Watching a perfect stranger get arrested for a DUI was MUCH more fun than our trip to the Crystal River mall to see Legion. We were in for a real treat!

We got our tacos, parked in a spot where we could watch and listen inconspicuously, and rolled down the windows to begin our reconnaissance mission.  Of course, things just can’t go as planned, can they?

To our morbid disappointment, we heard one of the officers offer her a break – a chance away from the slammer.  “Ma’am, do you have anyone you can call to come pick you up? You ain’t leavin’ here tonight in that car – it’s either handcuffs or jail for you, and jail will be a $13,000 fine.”  These two cops just didn’t want to do the paperwork – they were going to let her go!

She walked over to her car and grabbed her phone, but we all soon realized she had no one to call. Now, those of you who know me, know that I love two things; cops, and getting myself into sticky situations that I should never have been in.  So what do I do? Let one of her drunk friends come pick her up? Absolutely not!

I get out of the car, walk over to her and the two police officers, and announce heroically, “I’ll give you a ride home.” BAM! There it was, I laid it all out. It’s OK to cry, folks, you would have done it for me too.  I felt like Batman – instead of Gotham City, I was protecting Citrus County!

But, she wasn’t happy.  “What, are you on crack?!” she yelled at me.  Darn, I didn’t see things going down like that – total rejection – so I walked backwards in an attempt to save face.  I slunk back to the car satisfied that at the very least, I tried to get involved and make Citrus County a better place.

After getting in the car and laughing with Red, we overheard the happy trio mentioning us again, and pointed over at the car.  Things were looking up – she was choosing to get in our car instead of their car!

She got in the car and started yelling, “Who are you, who are you guys?” She was smashed!

Oh well, we brought her out to the Buzz bar, had a couple drinks, and went home satisfied with another interested night with Silly Rednecks and Citrus County Cops.

Here are some fun videos we took that night.

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Dumbass

So, I was sitting in traffic on route 75, minding my own business, while reading a book.  Yes, I know, having my nose in a book while I was technically “driving” is pretty random, it goes to show you exactly how bad the traffic was backed up.  I was stuck, not moving, for over 20 minutes. Didn’t move an inch.

All around me, there were people getting out of their cars, looking all around, and trying to figure out what to do.  Like Florida red ants, they all were getting out of their cars getting angrier and angrier about the traffic. I decided to put the book down and join them outside their cars to a little light chit chat.

Suddenly, a guy in a pickup truck two cars in front of me decides he’s had enough.

There was an on-ramp about 4 car lengths ahead of me, and Joe (I don’t really know his name, but Joe is a pretty big dumbass name), decides he’s going to put the petal to the metal and spin his tires in anger towards the on-ramp.  He’s going to show everyone just how tough he is by going the WRONG way down an on-ramp and escape from this traffic jam!

Great idea Joe!  You just didn’t happen to think, “Hmm, what if a police officer with his big blue emergency lights and siren blaring comes screaming at high speed the RIGHT way down the on-ramp and slams into me while I’m going the wrong way?

Only in Citrus County.  The laughable images are below.  (Do I tag this in “Citrus County Cops” or “Silly Rednecks?”  Hmmm… both!)

Joe decided to be smart.  Who even crashes into a cop?

Joe decided to be smart. Who even crashes into a cop?

Joe was totally an idiot.

Joe was totally an idiot.

What’s Better?

Doing 90 on your streetbike, or doing 90 on your streetbike trying to keep up with a cop?

Cop’s name was Joe.

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I Enjoy It

Here’s one of the warnings I got the last time I got pulled over.

What did I do wrong?

Well, I drove by the cops sitting on the side of the road “hiding.”  They were like spiders, waiting for an unsuspecting prey.

OK, I lied. I didn’t get pulled over the first time I drove by them.  It was after I made a U-turn, shut my headlights off, and rolled by with no lights on.

You may think it’s stupid, but I think it’s fun.

Only in Citrus County.

That was fun!

That was fun!