Thursday, June 15, 2006

Here’s a little tidbit for another of those “You Can’t Make This Stuff Up” categories.

In the 77th Precinct (NYPD) several years ago, there was a stickup man by the name of Bobby Jones. His specialty was robbing gas stations. He would give the attendant, when there were attendants, a note saying: "this is a hole up. gimme all your money." He would then sign the note, Bobby Jones. In the detective squad at that time there was a Street Name file – handwritten index card type, way before computers. The gumshoes looked up his name, and sure enough, there he was. Contacting him with a ruse to come into the squad office, he was asked to come in and when he did, he was asked if he would write a note for them. "Sure," he said, "I ain't got nothin' to hide."He was asked to write: "this is a hold up, give me all your money." He complied writing "this is a hole up, gimme all your money," and, without being asked, he signed his name. Tag, Bobby, you're it.

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