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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Ozzy Foils Robbery

(CNN) LONDON, England -- Ozzy Osbourne fought off a burglar in his country mansion before the intruder jumped from a second-floor window and escaped with an accomplice and a "large amount" of jewelry.

The rocker and television star said he had the burglar in a headlock and tried to stop him from stealing his wife Sharon's wedding and engagement rings.

"He was a big, strong man. ... At one point I thought I could kill him to stop him hurting Sharon. But then I just let him drop," Osbourne told Britain's Sun tabloid. "It was terrifying. I was looking to see if he had a knife. I can't get his staring eyes out of my mind."

           

Ozzy: Uhh, uh, ohhh...

Burglar: Get out of my way, old woman

Ozzy: I uhh mmm mmm I'm not...

Burglar: Get out of my way or I'll throw you out of my way.

Ozzy: I mmm uhh uhh I'm not an old woman... I I'm I'm the King of Darkness.

Burglar: Right. Right you are. Sure you don't mean Queen of Darkness, do you? Very well, then. Let's be off with you.

Ozzy: I I just turn on the light, just turn it on, and there you are standin in me flat, and I think, what the fuck is going on... Well?

Burglar: Well, what?

Ozzy: Well, what the fuck is going on?

Burglar: Are you fucking blind? I'm a burglar... notice the watch cap? I'm burglarizing your jewelry... well, I would be, given half a chance. Now run along, old woman, before I give you a right whacking.

Ozzy: I'm uhh not a bleedin old woman, and the jewelry isn't mine.

Burglar: I don't suppose you mind if I take it in that case...

Ozzy: Those are my wife Sharon's things. SHARON! SHAAARRROOONNN! Bloody 'ell, she can sleep through anything.

Burglar: Will you kindly put a sock in it, oh king of darkness, before I have to whack you with my stick.

Ozzy: Mmm uh stick. So you don't have a knife, then?

Burglar: Well, not a knife, no, but I am a big strong man, and my stick is from... hey, hey, get off of me old woman, hey, ouch, OUCH, that's my ear you just bit, hey... OWWWW!

Ozzy: Got you in a headlock now, I do.

Burglar: OWWWW, ME HEAD!

Ozzy: Where's your stick now, ya looney. Quit staring at me! Quit staring at me with those terrifying eyes!

Burglar: I'll show you staring. I'll stare you into the fucking grave.

Ozzy: I'll drop you out of the window if you do.

Burglar: Not that! No, not that! We're on the second floor! I could twist me ankle. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, sir or madam, for your inconvenience. Let me loose and I'll jump out all nice and proper, you know, tuck and roll.

Ozzy: Well all right, then.

Burglar: 'ere I go. Geronimo... ouch... ouch... me knee... ouch... crazy old woman...


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