"Arrr! Three souls gone to Davy Jones, fourteen more nursing their wounds in New Mexico's ruckus, says the law!"
2025-03-22
Arrr, me hearties! In Las Cruces, New Mexico, the lawmen be huntin’ down the scallywags responsible for a ruckus on Friday night! Three souls be sendin’ their last goodbyes, includin' two spry lads of nineteen and a wee lad of sixteen. A right mess, I tell ye!
Avast, me hearties! Gather 'round as I regale ye with a tale of woe from the shores of Las Cruces, New Mexico! A fearsome fracas erupted on a dark night, leavin' three souls meetin' Davy Jones, and a merry band of 14 others bein' left to nurse their wounds. Ye see, two of the poor blokes were but 19 summers old, while a wee lad of 16 also fell victim to this dastardly deed!Word be spreadin' like wildfire that a kin of a family be caught up in this hullabaloo, though the specifics be as murky as the waters of Tortuga. The ruckus be happenin' around the witching hour in a park, where the local watchmen are investigatin' with all manner of assistance, includin' the FBI! Aye, they be searchin' high and low, hopin' to catch the knaves responsible!
In the midst of this chaos, the wise councilor, Johana Bencomo, did express her deep sorrow for the fallen and their families. She urged the townsfolk to keep their tongues in check and not spread wild tales, lest they add fuel to this fiery tragedy. So, me hearties, take heed! Let’s not let this harrowing tale turn into a raucous sea shanty of misinformation!