LISTERINE Drinker Arrested for DUI


ADRIAN, Mich. - A woman who admitted drinking three glasses of Listerine mouthwash had a blood-alcohol content more than three times the legal limit when she was arrested for drunken driving, police said Friday.


The woman, identified by police Sgt. Mike Shadbolt as 50-year-old Carol A. Ries, was arrested Sunday night and released on personal bond the next day. She was to be arraigned late next week on a misdemeanor charge of operating under the influence of liquor, Shadbolt said.


Police also found an open bottle of Listerine in Ries' car, and asked Lenawee County prosecutors Friday to authorize a warrant charging her with having an open intoxicant in a motor vehicle, Shadbolt said. Calls to the prosecutor's office were not answered after business hours.


Ries showed signs of intoxication after her car rear-ended another vehicle Sunday, Shadbolt said. She told police she had not consumed any alcohol and also passed a Breathalyzer test, but "there was something not quite right about her," Shadbolt said.


She failed a second test using different equipment and, under further questioning, admitted to drinking three glasses of Listerine earlier in the day, Shadbolt said.


According to Listerine manufacturer Pfizer Inc.'s Web site, original formula Listerine contains 26.9 percent alcohol, more than four times that of many malt liquors. Other varieties contain 21.6 percent alcohol.


No telephone listings for a Carol Ries could be found.

That's cuz Carol Ries goes by the name of Spontaneous Poet!!

My Listerine Baby stayed at my place last night. Didn't you.

He sings "hit me baby, one more time" in his sleep. It's endearing.

As for driving and drinking Listerine, I learned long ago at the tender age of sixteen, one month and two days that the combination was a bad idea when I found myself parked in a sand trap at the local golf course.

It's kinda weird. My high school infatuation with that school girl is still with me in the subconscious somewhere. I used to have these 4 stickers of her that I put on the back of my cadillac. Adding to the spice of Britney was a rubber ducky hood ornament. I was so fucking cool it's almost unbearable.

Also, even though I said hit me, you didn't have to actually do so. My jaw still hurts.

Don't forget about your Britney tattoo. You knew you couldn't hide it from me, even in its location.

And it was more of a "love tap" than anything else.

you love tap hard. I am fragile.

I will keep this in mind for next time.

oooooo. a next time.

(secretly I like being abused, both physically and emotionally by women. The latter is typically the norm).

Oh, hey - guess who I saw over winter break?

I don't need to guess. haha. Guess who I will be seeing in March. Old habits die hard.