Friday, January 29, 2010
Retirement Is For Pussies
San Diego, CA
They call him The Geezer Bandit. Because, well, he's a geezer.
This old guy walks into a bank, hands a note, flashes a piece, walks off with the cash. He's done it six times in the San Diego area.
Six. And they haven't caught him. Boy moves fast. I think the word we're looking for here is "spry".
This is how we're all going to spend our golden years. Social Security and our 401K's are gonna mean fuck all in 2050 and, well, boy's gotta eat.
Good luck Geezer Bandit. I hope when they get you you don't pussy out and go quietly. You sir, deserve a hail of bullets in a desert motel surrounded by geriatric floozies smoking cheap cigarettes.
The way a man's supposed to die.
They call him The Geezer Bandit. Because, well, he's a geezer.
This old guy walks into a bank, hands a note, flashes a piece, walks off with the cash. He's done it six times in the San Diego area.
Six. And they haven't caught him. Boy moves fast. I think the word we're looking for here is "spry".
This is how we're all going to spend our golden years. Social Security and our 401K's are gonna mean fuck all in 2050 and, well, boy's gotta eat.
Good luck Geezer Bandit. I hope when they get you you don't pussy out and go quietly. You sir, deserve a hail of bullets in a desert motel surrounded by geriatric floozies smoking cheap cigarettes.
The way a man's supposed to die.
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Damn Near Dead comes ALIVE!
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