Stripey Bandit

Yikes! Nile recently received word that one of our satisfied customers is saving up to buy a new stripey shirt for her boyfriend, who tragically lost his to a rascally raccoon who ate it off their laundry line. Now, oh constipated masked bandit on the loose, I ask of you: Is this the thanks you have to offer a sweet, energy-conscious citizen of this fine city? Look, we all struggle with positive body image issues, but a life of crime never solved low self-esteem. I'm certain you were born with all the stripes you'll ever need.     [caption id="attachment_607" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="Procyon lotor evilus"][/caption]