Written on Thursday, the 9th of March, 2006 at 7:24 pm and was filed under:
So you know how I rode my bike to school/work today? Yeah, it was great: the sun, the warmth, the somebody stealing the pedals off of my bicycle during the day…
I’m not so much angry or upset as just really confused.
God hates you.
What?! Wait, so after I said cheerio, right right, cheers ole chap … you walked out to your bike … and your pedals were gone?!
Damn. How long did you have to sit at Coffman until you got home? That is a shitty deal.
Thomas: that’s cause I keep blowing the devil.
Zach: Ex-zach-ly. I walked my bike to the bike store and bought new pedals for $10. $10! I mean, it’s not like they stole something expensive — they just pulled out their wrenches and unscrewed the pedals for a basically valueless result.
Well, they did it to screw you over. That’s sort of valuable, if you like making you suffer.
I predict one day you shall find these new fiends and crush them. It shall be awesome. Please notify me, so I mayest attend.
My pal Billy had his pedals stolen outside of Coffman, too. Odd. I can’t really think of a security system to prevent that.
Are you a human?