I remember hearing a tale of a bank being robbed in Tribune,(Southeastern) Saskatchewan...During a blizzard...On Skidoos.
They got away, as their tracks were blown-in by the time the cops investigated IIRC .
I never heard if there were twelve of thirteen of them.
I didn't notice a damned thing, and was saddened to learn that I'm not such a great witness.
Don't feel too bad, bank robberies here certainly don't look like the one the Joker pulled off in The Dark Knight. A lot of times it's just some guy passing a note to the teller.
The grocery store that I worked at in high school in small town Ontario got robbed one Friday night in the middle of the dinner rush... it was all kind of surreal as he went from one cash to the next with a garbage bag and a gun with most people oblivious to what was going on. I was packing groceries at the last cash and the cashier started to freak out as she fumbled with the register... he was like... do you want to F***ing die? She's like.. no not particularly thank you.
Anyhow, he was disguised in a duct taped skidoo helmet.. he left the store and went to start his getaway vehicle which was an old skidoo and it wouldn't start... in the meantime, some guys from the restaurant/bar next door came out and beat the living snot out of him.. .funny thing was he just lived down the street and someone recognized him before he even left the store!
I was just about to close the doors on a particularly cold day when a person walks in with a ski mask on. My co-worker and I raise our hands. The guy tears off his mask "No! No! It's just cold out, I'm not robbing you!"
We had a good laugh but it sure freaked me out initially.
Last edited by habernac; 12-02-2009 at 03:46 PM.
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This story hits really close to home because I was on my online banking website today
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A few weeks after crashing head-first into the boards (denting his helmet and being unable to move for a little while) following a hit from behind by Bob Errey, the Calgary Flames player explains:
"I was like Christ, lying on my back, with my arms outstretched, crucified"
-- Frank Musil - Early January 1994
You always hear in the news about these clowns robbing the local Subway or corner store and only are able to grab a couple of hundred bucks... but those people usually aren't in their right mind anyways as they are just desperately trying to get enough $ for their next hit.
