- [Narrator] The world is filled
with unbelievable stories, some of which are so farfetched, you might find yourself struggling
to believe they're true. But as you'll see in this video, sometimes truth really
is stranger than fiction. From a truly miraculous series
of life-saving coincidences to the most ridiculous arrest
story you'll ever hear. Here are some of the
most ridiculous stories that sound fake, but are 100% real. (upbeat music) Nutty Protest, the world of
politics is basically a hotbed for the stranger side of humanity. And in 2016, the election-cycle curse that makes normal people
do outrageous things in the name of their favorite
politicians struck yet again. In a protest against Donald Trump's first presidential campaign, a 32-year-old Christina Ferguson did something so unusual, even the police couldn't believe it. It all started on a
quiet evening in October, when Christina caught wind
of a Trump-supporter meeting in progress in a town-hall building in Amherst Junction, Wisconsin. She interrupted the quiet gathering, holding a family-size jar of low-sodium, creamy Jif peanut butter,
but she wasn't there to eat. Wielding the jar like a weapon, she began loudly ranting about Trump, causing such an uproar that she ended up being
escorted from the building. It was only minutes later
that a member of the meeting recalled the jar Christina
had been wielding, and suggested they went outside
to see what she was up to. They were soon proven
right to be suspicious, because as everyone piled outside, they saw her spreading the peanut butter on every car in sight. The shocked townsfolk
approached Christina, but she quickly retreated to
a nearby apartment complex, leading the meeting-goers
to call the police and point them in her direction. The officers found Christina
in an apartment with a man, watching TV like nothing had happened. The man even gave her an alibi by insisting she'd been there all night. Which might've been believable if Christina wasn't standing there, licking peanut butter off her fingers while talking to the police. That's right, she was literally
caught peanut-butter-handed, and she still claimed her innocence. Thinking she might've been intoxicated, the officers made Christina
do a breathalyzer test, which she promptly failed. Luckily for the officers though, the drink in Christina's system made her all the more willing to talk. And it was only when she started talking that things became even
more ridiculous than before. With tears in her eyes, Christina explained how much she loved Trump's opposing
candidate, Hilary Clinton, and how spreading Jif across some cars was her way of protesting
Trump's campaign. But the problem was, she wasn't exactly
sticking it to Trump either because it turned out, she hadn't even interrupted
a Trump-supporter meeting. What she'd actually barged into, was a meeting held by the
Tomorrow River Conservation Club. Those poor people were
likely discussing cleaning up a local river when Christina
stormed in to yell at them, then proceeded to vandalize their cars. The only real outcome of this
hilariously ridiculous ordeal was the lesson that, if you're going to make
a political statement, make sure you're giving
it to the right people. Impossible odds, throughout the 1950s, at the West Side Baptist
Church in Beatrice, Nebraska, choir practice on Wednesdays always kicked off strictly at 7:20 pm. This was no different on
the 1st of March 1950, when Reverend Walter Klempel
arrived in the afternoon to prepare the church. He lit the furnace seeing
as the evenings were chilly that time of year and
returned home for dinner. At 7:10 pm, just as he was about
to leave for choir practice with his family, they were held up when his daughter spilled
food on her dress. As she got changed, a frustrated
Reverend Walter watched as 7:20 came and went, and
they became officially late. Little did he know that
his daughter's delay would end up saving their lives. At 7:25, a boom echoed across the town, as the West Side Baptist
Church suddenly exploded. Its walls fell outward, and the heavy wooden roof
crashed to the ground. People across town rushed to the scene, including Reverend Walter. By the time he arrived, the fire brigade had
already tamed the flames and searched the rubble for bodies. That's when one lucky coincidence took on a whole new level of strange. According to the firemen, the explosion was caused by
a gas leak near the furnace, meaning the church could
easily have blown up when Reverend Walter was
there in the afternoon. But that's not all, at
the time of the explosion, the church had been empty,
which was highly peculiar, seeing as choir practice
should've already been in session. Where were the other choir members? Did they go into hiding somewhere? Or had the firemen missed
them in their search? Well strap in, because the truth was
absolutely mind-boggling. As it turned out, every
one of the 15 members, like the Reverend and his
family, ended up being late and all for completely different reasons. Car trouble delayed two women, while others paused to complete
homework, finish a letter, and hear the end of their
favorite radio show. The church pianist, who
took a nap after dinner, completely overslept, and her
mother, the choir director, couldn't leave without
her, unbelievable, right? Seeing as there were no
cellphones in the 1950's to shoot each other a text, there was no way for any of them to know others were also having trouble. But thanks to what you might
call a genuine miracle, each member of the choir
survived, completely unscathed. I'll bet that gave them
something to sing about. While we're on the topic of good timing, why not quickly press
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to any of my future uploads, be sure to click the bell too. It might just save your life. Now, on to the next unbelievable story. One with Nature. In May 2012, 75-year-old retired teacher Ron Sveden from Brewster, Massachusetts wasn't feeling too well, to say the least. For months, he'd had a non-stop
cough, shortness of breath, and seriously lacked energy and things seemed to be getting worse. His wife, Nancy, was so alarmed by her husband's rapidly
deteriorating health, she decided to call an ambulance. But when Ron arrived at the hospital, and doctors took X-rays of his chest, they began to realize there was something
seriously puzzling going on. Despite X-rays revealing a
grainy spot on Ron's left lung, doctors were unable to
find any evidence of cancer or other diseases, which a blemish like that
would usually indicate. Had Ron developed an illness
that was yet to be documented? Or had doctors made a
mistake when examining him? I hope you're sitting
down, because the answer would throw even the most
experienced surgeon off balance. When sample tissue from Ron's lungs came back from the laboratory, doctors were shocked to
find traces of plant matter in the specimen, and no, a
member of the medical staff didn't drop their salad in the sample. As doctors examined the
peculiar plant matter and carried out further tests, a truly jaw-dropping
realization dawned on them. All those months Ron had
been coughing and wheezing, he'd been walking around with a pea plant growing in his left lung, now,
I know what you're thinking. How was it even possible for a plant to grow in someone's lung? Well, when a pea germinates, it's usually underground in the soil. Using stored energy, it'll grow until it breaks
the surface of the ground and can start photosynthesizing. But because it couldn't
break out of Ron's body, the half-an-inch-sized
sprout just sat there, causing him a world of trouble. With the size of the plant aside though, the real question was how
it came to be in Ron's lung in the first place. Most likely, Ron had been eating too fast, and the pea slipped down his windpipe instead of his esophagus
in a rare phenomenon known as aspiration,
as his choking reflexes failed to clear the pea from his windpipe, it ended up in his lung
where it eventually sprouted. Unfortunately, doctors
weren't able to retrieve it the way it went down, and
Ron had to be operated on to get his pea-plant parasite removed. This did nothing to thwart
his sense of humor though. After the successful procedure, when nurses placed a big
plate of peas in front of him, he merely laughed and gobbled them up. And when his friends and family bombarded him with
pea-related gifts at home, he simply thanked them
for saving his wife a trip to the grocery store. Personally, I'd have
thought any type of pea joke would be a little too soon, but Ron said he wouldn't
have it any other way. So, next time someone tells
you to eat your vegetables, let them know it might not
be as healthy as they think. Human Mail, in 1965, not long after 19-year-old Brian Robson left his home in Wales for Australia, he decided life down under wasn't for him. Not only was the weather too warm, he struggled to make friends
and really missed his family. Unfortunately, earning very little, Brian couldn't afford a
plane ticket back home, meaning he had to get creative. Too creative if you ask me and
you'll soon see exactly why. In a first attempt at freedom, Brian snuck aboard a
ship bound for London. He used a visitor's pass to get on board, and hid in the cargo
hold until they set sail. But despite a promising start, several hours into the voyage, Brian became violently seasick, and was forced to seek the medical bay. As soon as his ruse was discovered, the crew escorted him off the boat and abandoned him in New Zealand. But Brian wasn't stranded for long. He secured some minor
financial help from a relative in Australia just enough
to fly him back to Sydney. But sadly, not enough to
get him back to the UK. On his return to Australia, however, he found himself coming
up with a brand-new plan, though it was even riskier than the first. Inspired by Reg Spiers, a man who successfully mailed
himself from London to Perth the year before, Brian
decided traveling by crate on the postal service was the way to go. While in Australia, he
approached Qantas airlines to ask about the size of crates
allowed to be transported, and how much it would cost him. Even though his desired
shipping-crate size was more expensive than
a passenger ticket, Brian planned on sending
himself via cash-on-delivery, meaning he only had to
worry about settling fees once back in London. Using forged company papers
he got from a friend, Brian convinced Qantas that the crate would be carrying a
large, IBM 7030 computer, and that it was being shipped
to London for servicing. With his transport all set, Brian bought a crate from
a builder's merchant. At 30 by 26 by 38 inches, it wasn't much bigger than the box of a standard
front-loading washing machine, which of course, would
be quite the tight fit. Nevertheless, Brian had so
much confidence in his plan, that he immediately decided
on a departure date. In preparation, he strengthened the crate and fitted it with a rope
to secure him in place like a harness. The side of the box
through which Brian climbed was nailed shut from the
inside once he was in, and he packed a pair of
pliers to open it back up when he touched down in London. Because Brian also took a
large suitcase with him, it meant he had to sit
with his knees pressed against his chest for the
entire 36-hour journey. He couldn't stretch his legs
and couldn't turn around. And even though the two pillows he packed made it comfy at first, he
wouldn't stay comfy for long. On the 17th of May, with only a torch and two bottles to hand one for water and the other
for nature's emergencies, Brian's starting leg from
Melbourne to Sydney began. He managed to smuggle himself
on the plane just fine, but things quickly started to go wrong. At first, Brian's box
was dumped upside down, but as he was helplessly
strapped in try as he might, he was crammed too tightly
in the box to turn around. His neck soon started to throb, and blood rushed to his head. Before long, he was in so much pain, he found himself
continuously blacking out. Eventually, after spending
22 hours upside down, Brian's crate was turned upright and loaded onto another aircraft. But his problems didn't end there. What Brian didn't know, was
that the original Qantas flight ended up being overbooked, so the airline loaded him
onto a Pan American aircraft with a longer flight route. This might've been okay
under better circumstances, but with the cargo hold not being heated, Brian's situation became
increasingly serious. From breathing difficulties to
pain in his elbows and knees, his entire body was in absolute torture. Throughout the flight, Brian kept slipping in
and out of consciousness, tormented by the nightmare of his crate being
thrown out of the plane. By the time they touched
down, Brian was in such pain, he could barely find the strength to check the time on his watch. He did manage to turn on his torch, but it proved too heavy
in his weakened state, and he dropped it out of reach. When the flight was over, a
worker saw the torch's light and decided to investigate. Peering through a hole in the crate, he was shocked to see what
looked like a dead body. And he wasn't far off,
seeing as Brian himself felt good as dead. The worker immediately
summoned a team of doctors and customs officers who, after a heated debate about
the crate's legal status, decided to break it open. Finally, Brian's ordeal was over. He had escaped Australia,
but here's the kicker. He wasn't in London either. The startled officials, all of whom spoke with American accents, revealed to Brian's
utter, unbridled horror, he was in fact in Los Angeles, nearly halfway across the world from his intended destination. It took a total of four
officials to hoist Brian up and out of the crate. And as they laid him down, his
legs refused to straighten. For hours, he was stuck in the position he'd wedged himself into for his journey. Still, the officials
got him to the hospital, and Brian's story quickly gained
the attention of the media. He also gained the attention of the FBI, who initially thought he was either a spy, or that he'd been kidnapped. Having explained to them that neither of the accusations were true, the question remained
about what to do with him. Luckily, the American authorities decided not to press any charges. But that didn't mean Brian was scot-free. Being named responsible
for his fate as a stowaway, Pan American could've easily
sent Brian back to Australia. But keen to ride the wave of
publicity around his escapade, they sent him to London
instead, first class, and in an actual seat this
time, no crates in sight. In total, Brian had spent
four days inside the crate. He was honestly lucky to survive, and would likely have frozen to death had he been loaded onto that final leg from Los Angeles to London. Today, Brian is 75-years-old,
and thinking back, he says he regrets risking
his life like that. Still, it didn't stop him from trying to cash in on what happened. Brian has written a film script about his totally crazy adventure, which he hopes might be picked
up by a production company. Whether it will remains to
be seen, but if it does, remember, you saw it here first. Senior Arrest, in March 2020, Ruth Bryant was celebrating
her 100th birthday at her assisted-living
community in North Carolina, when two sheriff's deputies
entered the lounge area in search of her. They approached her were she
was seated with her family, and whipped out a pair of handcuffs. Ruth's daughter jumped up
in her mother's defense, but the deputies
completely disregarded her. They turned to Ruth, and in spite of the surrounding
birthday party decorations, moved in to arrest her. A 100-year-old woman, living full-time in an
assisted living community, and they were treating her
like she was dangerous. And on her birthday,
you might be thinking, did she rob a bank, or was she guilty of some
unspeakably twisted crimes long ago that'd finally been found out? The answer, while still surprising, was definitely not worth the deployment of multiple officers. Ruth, much to everyone's astonishment, was being arrested for indecent exposure. And she didn't even try to deny it. She did however, cause a big hubbub when the deputies cuffed
her to her walker, even telling one of them that
he was getting on her nerves. But that's not all. As they loaded Ruth
into the police cruiser, she fought back by kicking one
of the officers in the knee. Quite the feisty woman, isn't she? Well, Ruth's tough temperament didn't leave her daughter
any less horrified as she watched her mother
being driven to the station. At this point, the officers
were probably equally horrified, seeing as Ruth wouldn't shut up. She continuously complained
about the uncomfortable seats, and even suggested that
whoever designed them should be arrested. You might be able to see now
why they sent two officers instead of one. At least if she drove one of them crazy, the other could stay sane just long enough to make it to the station. When they finally did, the deputies wasted no
time in sitting Ruth down for a mugshot. One phone call and an
orange jumpsuit later, Ruth's daughter arrived at the station expecting to find her frail
old mother wallowing in a cell. Instead, the scene was even
more shocking than she imagined. Not only was Ruth not in distress, she wasn't even locked up. Instead, the entire station
buzzed with laughter, the officers lining up to take selfies with a very happy Ruth. If you're seriously confused,
you'd better join the queue, because Ruth's daughter had no idea what was going on either. Mere moments ago, the police were forcing
Ruth into handcuffs, and all of a sudden they were
treating her like a celebrity. Well, at 100-years-old, I guess Ruth practically was a celebrity. But that wasn't the
reason for their smiles. As it turns out, the
arrest was all one big gag that Ruth personally organized
for her own birthday. Yep, Ruth had herself publicly arrested purely for the experience. You see, in an entire century's time, she had never been in
trouble with the law, and as one of her bucket list items, she wanted to tick it off. As adorable as that is, I doubt Ruth's daughter immediately found it quite so charming, especially after her mother's
Oscar-worthy performance at the care home. But with the joke having run its course, Ruth posted her own bail
in the form of a hug to the chief jailer, and soon she was back
at the retirement home, spending the rest of her birthday surrounded by friends,
family, and lest we forget, a brand new criminal record. (upbeat music) Have you encountered any true stories that sound truly unbelievable? Let me know in the comments below. And as always, thanks for watching. (upbeat music)
