Apparently, Shaolin isn’t the only ‘hood that’s had ninja problems. From hot tipper mvp Matt Fuckin’ Hickey:

So back in late winter/early spring 2006, there was a spate of odd robberies at 4 bars on the hill. Madison street pub, CC’s, Bill’s, and the warroom. Someone somehow got in at night, despite the alarms, and stole all the top-shelf alcohol, and, when they could, unsecured cash.

At the maharaja, there was a waiter named Lucky. Lucky often had to close, then open the next morning. When he did, he’d sleep in one of the booths, not uncommon with food workers.

At about 4AM one night, Lucky heard commotion back in the bar area. He checked it out, turned on the light, and found four guys in full ninja gear about to make off with the cash register. They had a messenger bag with several bottles of quality booze.

He grabbed a baseball bat and attacked them. They quickly made their way up a rope they’d dropped quietly through a skylight. Lucky can’t climb ropes well, so he called the cops.

The cops had been patrolling the area, looking for anything odd at bars. They showed up quickly and tracked the ninjas back across to the Warroom roof, and then lost them.

There were several cop cars, but somehow they slipped away. The didn’t get anything from the maharaja, and they’ve never been heard from since.

It’s all true, and one of the coolest things I’ve ever heard of in my life. Lucky told me the story himself, and one of the cops was there and verified that he’d seen the ninjas.

Totally awesome.

Finally, here’s one for all the ninjas out there giving chase: