Well kinda, it's not exactly funny. More as twisted and a bit tragic. Well my Irish great uncle was a part of an Irish gang in London or some other big city (I've forgotten which one). Well anyway, the gang got involved in a series of small bank armed robberies and some armed store/shop robberies. In his last bank robbery, he killed a policeman in because he belived the policeman was trying to kill him. He went on the run back to Ireland but got caught and was hung (hangings were still around back then) with the rest of his gang. Since I never met this uncle (the only people in my family that actually knew him were his parents and my nan), I see this more as a cool story than murder one.
If this a bit hard to understand, I'm not good at telling stories so don't blame me
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