The Piss Bandit: A Few Recollections, a Weird Old Lady, and a Confession
Jake, 34 I saw him once, he had the appearance of one of those bad dudes from the old vaudeville films; sneaking around on his tiptoes, stroking his curly mustache, and smiling devilishly. They called him the Piss Bandit. Though bandit seemed more of a misnomer as he wasn’t really breaking the law besides a […]