Poor choice my friend. You have chosen to steal a bike from an extremely vengeful little girl (out of her OWN HOUSE) who built her bike from the frame up and knows damn well what her bike and all of its parts looks like. And guess what?! She's not the only one who knows and loves this bike! Her and her whole biker gang also know this bike inside and out. And guess what else?! You didn't just steal HER bike, you stole her two roommates' bikes as well. So now you don't just have a really really pissed off hard ass little gypsy and her whole bike posse coming after you, you have her housemates too. Sucks to be you, idiot bike thief. Minneapolis only offers so many places to hide. And yes, we did find the last bike whose lock was cut before it was stolen and went through several hands and a couple of cities. It is, in fact, back in the rightful hands of its original owner. So if I were you, I would do my best to return my bike back to where you found it hanging up inside of my house (the back yard would also be fine), without us seeing you, before we find it. Don't be more stupid than you already were. Do the right thing.
Sincerely,
I'm going to find you.
In this picture:
Safety Bike before I put a red wheel set on it, one black pedal arm, and a new seat.
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