Some times you just really want chips, ok?
Many of you will have had that feeling. It’s late at night, you’ve imbibed a little bit too enthusiastically and all you want is to get your hands on the saltiest snack possible.
That’s exactly what happened to this guy, only- when he realised he was chip-less, he didn’t pop down to 7-11. Oh, no.
The Indy Channel report, Andrew Wozniak from Indiana, USA, BROKE IN TO SOMEONE’S HOUSE. The home owner called the police at around three o’clock in the morning, after he awoke from sleeping on the couch to find the 19-year-old standing in nothing but his boxers and hoeing into a packet of chips.
The resident told police the intruder was incoherent. He was later found wondering the streets (still in his boxers) and was apprehended.
Wozniak allegedly told police he had not been drinking, despite blowing 0.106 on a portable breath tester. In transit to Johnson Country Jail he allegedly threatened his arresting officer, stating he was going to get his name “out to his boys.”
The chip thief was then taken to hospital where he also threatened and yelled profanities at doctors.
Huffington Post report that in transit to Johnson County Jail, Wozniak has been charged with “residential entry, disorderly conduct, possession or consumption of alcohol by a minor and intimidation.”
You can watch the full news report below.
How far would you go to calm those late night cravings?
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Top Comments
Seems like a reasonable thing to do.
Sometimes in the privacy of my own home on a lazy weekend I loll about in my underwear and decry the shopping health Nazi (also me) who decided I wasn't allowed to have anything unhealthy in the house, I raid the cupboard in the vain hope that the Junk Food Goddess (also me) decided to sneak a packet of chips by the Health Nazi. Occasionally when I'm successful I cry out "Eureka!" then precede to get chips all over my face, body, lounge and floor.
On the other (depressing) weekends I have to eat a bl***dy apple instead! On those weekends I would seriously consider breaking into one of my neighbours houses for some chippies (would it be too much to hope they have Pringles?), but I haven't thought past breaking into my neighbours house, so I admire this man's foresight and dedication!