I Don’t Have a Title
I don’t know how to even begin titling this. I don’t even know exactly what to say. But really? An bank robber on oxygen eludes everyone? Seriously?
Maybe there’s hope for me yet. I’m not exactly old, but I bet I move a little quicker than this guy.
Oh, yeah. He’ll blend right in in La Jolla. :rofl:
The hold up note said: “Give me all your Sea-Bond!” :rofl:
Okay, I’m finished. Heh…
Comment by Pam — 2009/09/14 @ 07:03
and he got away ON FOOT! :rofl:
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/09/14 @ 07:17
Of course if he was a smart old guy – he used the O2 as a diversion and ditched it a short way off. Then you have cops looking for an old guy with an O2 tank and he walks right on by… :rofl:
Comment by Teresa — 2009/09/14 @ 11:33
I so need to get me an O2 tank. And a walker (again).
Comment by DaGoddess — 2009/09/14 @ 18:32
He’s on the same retirement plan I am.
Comment by Chris Muir — 2009/09/14 @ 21:51
Teresa beat me to the “elaborate disguise” explanation :-(
Wow! Chris Muir– yours is my favorite daily comic. I’ve contributed the last two years. Thanks!
Comment by Lloyd — 2009/09/14 @ 22:29
Damn, that just solved all my retirement problems! W00t!
:nana:
Comment by Jan — 2009/09/15 @ 09:31