It seems more often that would-be burglars and robbers get stuck in restaurant exhaust stacks - they climb down the nice big chimney part, discover it goes nowhere bigger than six-inch ducts, can’t climb out of the greasy well, and between trying not to be caught and kitchen fumes… die there. Sometimes not to be found for a long, long time.
Yes, seems like a burglary gone bad. Theres no other reason anyone would climb down a chimney and attempt entry into someone elses home. I agree he may have just been curious and didn’t plan to take anything.
Me either, but the idea of being buried alive, possibly within feet of would-be rescuers, and stuck in an awkward position… just *shiver.
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I don’t know why that last bothers me so much. Not much difference between sitting/standing comfortably and being jammed in, I guess, but it creeps me out.
Chimneys often trap birds and rodents. They can be unpleasant to clean. Don’t expect to find a 18 year old kid’s skeleton in there.
Never understood why the Santa Clause story includes climbing down a chimney. Thats given a lot of people the wrong idea. Chimneys just aren’t that big. Even in houses with several fireplaces. There might be a big chimney but its divided into multiple flues.
The childhood photo of Joshua Maddux in the article is interesting. With him just a small figure peering out from behind stuff it seems faintly prophetic.
And as the body is slowly cooked by the heat rising up the chimney, the fat renders out and drips down the flue, mingling with the burger grease, and eventually some of it drips down onto the cooking food below.
Nah, none of that bothers me much. (And ALL burgers are corpse-flavored, y’know.)
It’s the EA Poe, buried-alive, trapped (with freedom in sight), jammed into an uncomfortable position stuff that creeps me. Floyd Collins stuff. Skeletons found in dry wells and chimneys. People non-fatally trapped under cars. Eeeee.
"Little old ladies getting hit on the head for their welfare checks, teachers getting thrown out of forth floor windows 'cause they don’t give “A’s”- No, that doesn’t bother me… But you know what does bother me? Do you know what makes me sick to my stomach?
It’s watching you, stuffing your face with those damn hotdogs! Nobody, I mean NOBODY puts ketchup on a hotdog!"
I do…because it’s a fucking nightmare from Hell! I read about something similar about 15 years ago; whenever I think about it it gives me shivers! It’s still difficult for me to go under the crawl space of my house after reading about it.
