some dickless piece of shit destroyed my only means of transportation.
i woke up this morning to find the back end of my bike completely mangled.
it was parked on the inside of the post, the handle bars were twisted yesterday, it must of fallen and some fucktard drove/backed over the rear tire, warping the frame beyond repair. it's a shame really, i felt like Ol' Blue and i were really starting to form a lasting bond. Oh well. I have a free rental from Uncle Jacob, i gave them both busted bikes of mine, Baby B and the one i stole while black out drunk. i got the stolen one fixed up enough to decide i'd die if i tried to ride it any further, so i've got a sweet rental until kate brings me her old bike. score! cause i was really considering spending just over a hundred bucks on the same Schwinn i just lost. thing of it is i never named my bike until after it's death, then i named it after soft core porn.
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