COVINGTON, La. — An Oklahoma woman invited to a rural Louisiana campsite for a Ku Klux Klan initiation ritual was shot and killed after she asked to be taken back to town, the sheriff of a New Orleans suburb said Tuesday.

Eight people were arrested after authorities found the woman's body hidden under some brush, on the side of a road several miles from the remote campsite where the initiation was planned.

Investigators found weapons, several flags and six Klan robes at the campsite, St. Tammany Parish Sheriff Jack Strain said in a news release.

Strain said the woman, whose identity was not released, was recruited over the Internet to participate in the ritual and then return to her home state to find other members for the white supremacist group.

But Strain said the group's leader, Raymond "Chuck" Foster, 44, shot and killed the woman Sunday after a fight broke out when she tried to leave. Foster was charged with second-degree murder and is being held without bond.

Capt. George Bonnett, a spokesman for the sheriff's department, said he didn't know what the initiation involved.

"We haven't completely sorted out if they finished the initiation," he said. "I assume that they had started it, but I don't know if they were finished."

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Because nothing's more natural than an African lion munching on a defrosted turkey from Albertson's.

WHEN: Saturday, November 22, 10:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. Jaguar, 10:00 a.m. Snow leopard, 10:00 a.m. Golden lion tamarin monkeys, 11:00 a.m. Arctic foxes, 11:30 a.m. Piranhas, 11:30 a.m. Wolves, 1:15 p.m. Pigs, 1:30 p.m. Komodo dragons, 2:00 p.m. Grizzly bears, 2:00 p.m. Lemurs, 2:00 p.m. Tiger, 2:00 p.m.

Jaguar, sure. Snow leopard, got it. Wolves, duuuh. But piranhas? Lemurs? Golden lion tamarin fucking monkeys? These are not exactly turkeys' natural foes. Do monkeys even like turkey?

Okay, okay. Point taken, you goddamn monkey.

A friend pointed out to me today that she'd gotten a bottle of Coke Zero, and that she couldn't drink it. Not because the artificial sweeteners had finally rendered her colon useless, but because the bottle lid smelled like body odor. Isolated incident? Not according to her coworkers, who have also drank the stank, and a Google search for "coca-cola smells like bo" brought this story up:

I went to take a sip from the bottle, and I smelled a terrible smell. Something smelled like body odor. Oh my gosh, did I forget deodorant? I didn't realize that my body could smell so foul! After a quick and discreet arm pit sniff, I realized it wasn't me. What was it? Like a human hound dog, I started sniffing around. The smell was coming from-MY DIET COKE! Ahhhh! The cap to my diet coke smelled like body odor. It was the most disgusting thing ever, so I of course shoved it in Heather's face so she could smell, and I took it back to work for everyone else to smell.

This girl proceeded to call Coca-Cola, complain, and get a free eight-pack, which she admits didn't stink. But what say you, soda nation? Any stinky Cokes in Seattle? Happily ignoring corn syrup beverages? Sticking with coffee to promote negative local stereotypes? Wish this was less of a worthless story? Mr. Pibb 4 life?

Apparently, it also rained in my car.

This morning, unsuspecting, I went out and I dunked my dainty toe right in there. In that dirty puddle! IN MY CAR! It is deceptively deep. Who could have anticipated a deep, dirty puddle where my driver's side floor used to be? What is a dirty puddle doing in my car, anyway? The window wasn't open. The door wasn't open (or was it?).

After the jump, please enjoy* the arduous process of bailing out my vehicle.
(*PROCESS** NOT ACTUALLY ENJOYABLE.)
[**NEITHER THE BAILING PROCESS ITSELF NOR THE PROCESS OF READING ABOUT THE BAILING PROCESS.]

Sent in by Meagan: "I was worried about Joan Baez, weren't you?"

In other top headlines: Joni Mitchell Wants a Sandwich; Harry Belafonte: Slightly Put Out; and Kris Kristofferson Feels Nothing But the Suffocating Truth of His Own Mortality.

The above stupid British kid legally changed his name from George Garratt to Captain Fantastic Faster Than Superman Spiderman Batman Wolverine Hulk And The Flash Combined. He clearly did this for attention, because he is a stupid kid. Let's stop paying attention to this stupid, stupid kid.

More about the man who should be the next president's New Media Adviser here.

But what got my attention was the address label:

That reads Samuel MacHkovech (thanks for hitting the auto-Irish button, I guess) and Andrew. Andrew? He's my duplex neighbor, and we have different mailboxes. At first, I thought Dems might be cutting corners and co-mailing flyers to people registered at the same address... but my girlfriend's registered here as well. She didn't get this one.

If two guys live in the same building and they're registered as Dems, I guess Chris Gregoire is bright enough to dismiss a household's fag-hag and see what's really going on. These guys are gay. And Irish.

Second thing in the mail: Got an envelope from an old buddy today, addressed to Sam "Motherfucker" Machkovech, and the only things inside were a check for some owed money and this utterly random photo of a tied-up monkey with a diaper:

I'm not sure which of the two mail items affected me more.

I work at the UW and have a view of red square from my office. Someone apparently just lit themselves on fire in red square. We saw lots of white smoke and a large crowd. The fire is out and someone is down. Fire department and ambulance have arrived and are taking the person away. No word on motivation, protest, or anything. Can't see much but the current webcam pic is here:

MOOSE DOODY!

It turns out, after some careful Googling, that Moose Doody does exist. He's the head of the Lawrence County Republicans, and his name is actually Ray "Moose" Dutey. Well, sorry for the misunderstanding, dude(y). But if you don't like being called Moose Doody (especially during an election in which actual moose doody has become strangely relevant), maybe stay off the radio. Because on the radio, no one can see you spell. On the radio, you are Moose Doody.

You're welcome!

From the BBC:

A passenger on a French train had to be rescued by firemen after having his arm sucked down the on-board toilet.

The 26-year-old victim was trapped when he tried to fish out his mobile phone, which had fallen into the toilet bowl, and fell foul of the suction system.

The man was carried away by emergency services, with the toilet still attached to his arm.

"He came out on a stretcher, with his hand still jammed in the toilet bowl, which they had to saw clean off," said Benoit Gigou, a witness to the man's plight.

Five Thirty Eight says that the McCain campaign's allegations that "the real Virginia" is Republican has pissed off Miss Virginia:

"What offended me and made me sad about those comments," said Glakas, a resident for many years in northern Virginia, "is that I've been to every county, every part of this state. What's best about Virginia is its diversity. The people, the geography. We have every class, every race, an amazing immigrant population... Virginia is the birthplace of America. To say that part of Virginia is not part of the real America is just offensive."

In sadder Miss news, Miss Teen Louisiana was arrested for dining and dashing with a pocketful purse full of weed. She has been stripped of her crown.