Well, we bellied up to the bar 'til we had saddle sores. Then we headed out to sick up the bank just before closing and before the day's deposits could be picked up by the Wells Fargo armoured horsey wagon....
I posed for a historical photo record of the robbery before heading into the bank, my bandanna up over my face to TOTALLY hide my identity.
Curses! An off duty Texas Ranger named "Walker" who was shopping in a nearby Bandera Gift Shop for Armadillo Bob t-shirts saw what I was up to, put the cuffs on me and and hauled me off to the hoosegow. I knew I shouldn't have taken that picture!
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