He’d come in minutes earlier, barefaced, casing the joint.
The cashier noticed the dirty T-shirt first: a Budweiser bottle, a marijuana leaf, and in big cracked letters—PROUD WHITE TRASH.
When he came back wearing a Batman mask, he must’ve believed his transformation complete.
She sat popping her gum as he grabbed the Crown Royal and swept out the door.
Deputies found him behind the dumpster, breathing hard through the rubber mask, sweat pouring from the neckline.
They marched him past the cashier. He looked betrayed. He even explained it to her:
“I AM BATMAN.”
She popped her gum at him.
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