Crime Doesn’t Pay

There once was a fox that decided to rob a bank. He was tired of working at his job and knew exactly where all of the doors to the bank were located. He knew the names of all the bank tellers and when the bank opened.

The next morning, he pulled up next to the bank, slipped into his disguise, and walked up the steps of the bank. When he got to the door, the door was locked. A sign explained that the bank was closed for a holiday.

“What?” stuttered the fox. “How can the bank be closed today?”

“Today is a bank holiday,” explained the doorman.

The fox stomped to his car with an angry scowl. When he got to his car, he saw a white paper blowing on his windshield.

“What is this?” roared the fox. It was a parking ticket. “How can this be?” he cried. “I can’t believe I got a parking ticket!”

The fox climbed into the car, slammed on the gas pedal, and rushed into the stream of traffic. Cars had to swerve to miss the fox. The fox didn’t care. He was mad. After a few moments, he looked in his rearview mirror. He screamed when he saw blue and red lights flashing. “This can’t be!” said the fox. “There is no way that I will ever rob a bank. It’s just too expensive.”