Tales from the Nuthouse: Lest You Think I have a Really Suck Job

[wolf]

So, this man walks into a bank.

A lot of the banks hereabouts have started posting "No Concealed Weapons" signs on their front doors. Well, especially the Wachovia, which has a little picture of a pistol with one of those international "no" symbols across it, so I only take the AK when I do any banking there ...

So, where was I? Oh yeah.

A man walks into a bank.

And feels that he has to prove that he is not carrying any concealed weapons.

So he strips.

Naked.

Not even a wristwatch.

Bare-ass.

Which is exactly how the police brought him to me.

Apparently he wanted to prove he wasn't armed to them too. With any luck his short arm fires blanks. We don't need any more of these.

A couple of hours later the cops brought in a man with no feet.

No, that's it. There is no punch line.

He must have decided he didn't like the wheelchair he'd stolen from a Philly hospital (this wasn't the first time for him). He was dragging himself across the street.