I clipped this out of my local paper’s police blotter last year because it’s one of the greatest examples of crime journalism I’ve ever read. This was the entire entry. The obvious question is: bitten by what? A man? A pit bull? A mosquito? The flu bug? His past? The desire to toss down a plate of buffalo wings? Was the writer bitten by the same creature in mid-sentence, and that’s why he or she never finished it? We’ll never know, and plus, it’s better if you use your imagination anyway.
