Wonkette

Washington City Paper editor Erik Wemple: his inflated self-importance, use of his paper to settle petty scores, and hilarious two-day-long editorship of the Village Voice (didn’t get along with Christgau or something) must now take a backseat to the hilarious antics of his dogshit-flinging wife.In case you missed the story last month, Wemple’s wife, Stephanie Mencimer, is not particularly thrilled about living next door to a “Pet Spa.” Because their Logan row house (w/ carriage house!) is simply ruined by the barking. Upon finding a plastic bag of dog excrement on her patio one day, Stephanie did what any of us would: went next door and flung it at the owner of the pet spa.

At which point she was arrested. Mencimer claims she just set the shit down on the counter, and says that when she told this to the arresting officer, he said “that he had taken a course in biometrics and could tell that Mencimer was lying.” Circumlocutor reports that the arresting officer had never actually heard the word “biometrics” until he read it in his mouth in the Post.

Long story short — the police report itself is dropping this week. It should be entertaining.

Wemple’s Wife Slings the Shit (Literally) In Pet Spa Dispute [circumlocutor]