Doggedly searching for the crux of the biscuit.
...and I will frickin' kill you in your sleep. Dear.
On Saturday, they were exchanging their wedding vows. But soon, they were exchanging blows -- with each other as well as with members of another wedding party. [...] Dr. David M. Wielechowski, 32, of Shaler, a dentist, and his bride, the former Christa Vattimo, 25, each were charged with simple assault, criminal mischief and disorderly conduct. She also was charged with public drunkenness.
According to a criminal complaint, the Wielechowskis had just checked into the Holiday Inn-McKnight Road in Ross and were ready to enter their room on the seventh floor when they began arguing. Dr. Wielechowski "then used a karate-style kick with his leg to kick Christa, knocking her to the floor," the complaint reads.
Upon hearing her screams, two guests of the hotel who had been attending another wedding reception ran to Mrs. Wielechowski's aid. But when they attempted to restrain Dr. Wielechowski, he began fighting the would-be rescuers only to have Mrs. Wielechowski "turn against [them] and also begin to assault them," according to the complaint.
The fight moved from the hallway into an elevator, then spilled out onto the floor of the lobby, where Dr. and Mrs. Wielechowski picked up metal planters containing live plants and threw them into the elevator at the two rescuers, the complaint says. Police said both Dr. and Mrs. Wielechowski punched and wrestled with the rescuers, who were left with injuries that included cuts, a tooth knocked out and a possibly broken thumb. [...] The complaint noted that when police officers arrived, Dr. Wielechowski was lying on the floor of the lobby and Mrs. Wielechowski was "yelling loudly and was apparently highly intoxicated."
Neither Mrs. Wielechowski nor her husband would comment following their separate preliminary arraignments yesterday. Mrs. Wielechowski, still dressed in her wedding gown, was picked up by her father and taken home. No one was awaiting Dr. Wielechowski, whose left eye was blackened and swollen shut. He was arraigned wearing tuxedo pants, a bloodied T-shirt and one shoe.
Ah, young love. Off to a promising start!
What would be hilarious (in the long run) is if this marriage lasted 50 years.
Imagine how much fun it would be to be able to claim this is how your grandparents got married.
Posted by: just john at April 28, 2008 01:04 PMa tooth knocked out
I wonder if a dentist can get delicensed for knocking out someone's tooth like that.
Posted by: M/tch M/lls at April 28, 2008 01:08 PMClassic -- I do so love visiting this site. Remember the original M*A*S*H? The dentist here would be a fine candidate for the anti-painless-Pole!
Posted by: brownbuffalo at April 28, 2008 01:55 PMHe was arraigned wearing tuxedo pants, a bloodied T-shirt and one shoe.
Which is probably better than being arraigned wearing bloodied pants, a tuxedo T-shirt, and one shoe (on the other foot, of course).
But not nearly as classy.
Posted by: Cangrejero at April 28, 2008 04:49 PMI do so admire people who can work things out in an open and forthright fashion. I think it bodes well for their future.
I'm also impressed with the fortitude of the rescuers, who went above and beyond the call of duty in continuing to pursue rescue in the face of prolonged and violent opposition from the rescuee.
they were released on their own recognizance late yesterday morning. Good call, your Honor.
Posted by: shpx.ohfu at April 28, 2008 06:47 PMWhat if it was just a normal drunk fight and this poor guy loses his career just because he and his wife got arrested in their wedding attire. Look at the guys face this story seems typical local news.
Posted by: john at April 29, 2008 12:09 AMThe fight moved from the hallway into an elevator, then spilled out onto the floor of the lobby
Comedy gold!
0241:19: four subjects fighting in 7th-floor hallway
0242:31: subject C presses elevator call button
0243:07: elevator arrives, doors open
0243:17: subjects move inside elevator, stand still facing straight ahead
0243:21: doors close, subject C presses button for ground floor
0243:26: subject D rocks back and forward on balls of feet making "tut tut" noise
0243:29: subject A rearranges tie in silence
0243:31-36: subject B watches floor indicator
0244:01: elevator arrives at ground floor, doors open
0244:09: fight resumes in lobby
There's the mother fucker I want working on my teeth.
Posted by: W. Kiernan at April 29, 2008 09:13 PM