Chronicle releases second edition of ‘We Don’t Make This Stuff Up’
“The first edition of the book was so popular we went through three printings to fill all the orders,” said Stephanie Pressly, publisher of the Chronicle. “There are amusing entries published every day so we figured it was time for another book.”
The Chronicle began publishing daily police reports in the late 1970s. Since then, the reports have become somewhat renowned as not-to-be-missed, often laugh-out-loud reading for locals and people around the world. Entries have made the “Tonight Show” more than a few times.
New favorites include:
- A group of women flagged down an officer at 1:55 a.m. because a newlywed in the group had to cross “flirt with a cop” off of her bucket list. She was warned. — Aug. 24, 2013
- A man called to report his Subaru was stolen. He called right back saying it was not stolen, but rather it was rolling down 14th Avenue. – Aug. 20, 2012
- A man wanted officers to check and see if his ex-girlfriend had thrown his clothes out in her front yard. However, he didn’t know her last name or address. – Sept. 28, 2013.
- People who were fighting were separated after a man demanded he get his chicken back, though he failed to recall the chicken had been eaten for dinner a couple of hours earlier. – Aug. 27, 2013.
“A lot of people are convinced that we make these things up, but we don’t,” said Pressly.
Bozeman Police Chief Ron Price acknowledges in the foreword to the book that funny things do happen.
“As an officer, these are often the calls that you drive away from, scratching your head and wondering if that really happened,” he writes.
The book is available for $10 at the Chronicle office, 2820 W. College St., and many local retailers.
Also available this year are long-sleeve T-shirts featuring various police report entries. They are for sale at the Chronicle office for $20. T-shirt and book combos are available for $25.
Orders can be placed online at bozemandailychronicle.com/police_reports/book or via email at [email protected].
