The Duct-Tape Bandit

The Duct-Tape Bandit

Kasey Kazee ran his hand over his head and felt the chunks of hair miss­ing from his scalp. He couldn’t recall how it hap­pened or how he ended up in the police sta­tion, but he was cer­tain that he didn’t rob no off-​licence.

Mr Kazee,” the offi­cer said. “The shop man­ager, Bill Steele, made a state­ment that you ran in with Duct-​Tape wrapped round your head.”

Do I look like the Duct Tape Ban­dit to you?”

Well, err, now that you men­tion it,” the offi­cer said. “You do look a lit­tle sore.”

Man, you got the wrong bandit.”

By Vin­cent Holland

Inspired by the case of the Duct-​Tape Ban­dit - http://.oddee.com

Kasey Kazee ran his hand over his head and felt the chunks of hair missing from his scalp. He couldn’t recall how it happened or how he ended up in the police station, but he was certain that he didn’t rob no off-licence.

“Mr Kazee,” the officer said. “The shop manager, Bill Steele, made a statement that you ran in with Duct-Tape wrapped round your head.”

“Do I look like the Duct Tape Bandit to you?”

“Well, err, now that you mention it,” the officer said. “You do look a little sore.”

“Man, you got the wrong bandit.”

By Vincent Holland

Inspired by the case of the Duct-Tape Bandit – http://.oddee.com