Inspired by the half-forgotten tales of childhood heroics-and fueled by questionable wisdom and bottom-shelf ale-three lifelong friends make a decision that will alter the course of local history... or at least get them banned from several pubs. They will become the new Robin Hood.
Yes, three middle-aged blokes in tights, armed with plastic bows, a dangerously wobbly sense of justice, and absolutely no survival skills, are determined to steal from the rich and give to the poor. Provided, of course, they can actually locate any rich people. Or poor people. Or remember where they parked the car.
What begins as a harmless weekend hobby spirals into a full-blown crusade of chaos-complete with latex costumes, bad accents, medieval-themed misunderstandings, and ethical choices that would make a real outlaw blush.
From disastrous forest ambushes to charity donation mix-ups to an archery practice session that ends in minor property damage (and a wounded ego), this uproarious adventure proves that heroism isn't always about skill... sometimes it's about enthusiasm. And complete disregard for dignity.
A story of friendship, foolishness, and very tight tights-perfect for anyone who's ever dreamed of being a legend... and failed spectacularly.