So, somebody stole my bike today, which totally ruined my day. :c(
It's a women's mountain bike, 26 inch, I think, a Roadmaster with a black/red frame where it isn't plastered with stickers that say "fuck work," "I ::heart:: my bovvers", "GB", "Smart Shop (with a picture of a magic mushroom", "Kharisma vintage fashions (keepin' it oldschool)", plus a tonne more.
It's got a worn out large size seat, brand-new brakes on the front and back, rusted out rims, and ripped on the side handles (pushed in to the bars). It has a blue bike bag on the front which has my patch kit, a mini buddha statue, and a yellow bungi cord inside of it.
It has little real value but a whole lot of sentimental value. I really want it back, so if you see it, snag it, punch the person riding it (assuming it isn't me, of course!) and call me! 724.850.8915.
If you help me recover my bike, I will make you some really yummy vegan cookies or whatever you want! Stealin' Bikes is SOOO not cool!
Moira, that is purely awful. I'm so sorry to hear about your bike :( And especially since you used it and liked it so much.
I swear, if I see someone on your bike in my adventures in the Gbg, I will [insert method of reclaiming my friend's sweet ride].Posted by: Karissa at September 25, 2006 12:00 AM
That's sad. I never learned to ride a bike when I was a kid (we lived on a gravel road with high shoulders, so there would have been no place to pull off if a car passed, and the nearest shopping mall was 3 miles away, so there was nothing to be gained by my braving traffic just so I could bike a half mile to the nearest stop sign, turn around, and come back home). But I did get a bike when I was in college and some friends started teaching me to ride, but then it got stolen. The thief probably got far more use out of it than I ever would.
Anyway, I'm sorry to hear you're bikeless.Posted by: Dennis G. Jerz at September 25, 2006 12:48 AM