Many of us work hard for the money we earn and we like to get home as timely as we can. When I work until 1130PM I don't want have to walk to home because some 14 year old punk with a purple ball cap and red back pack decided that it was a great idea to steal my KHS street bicycle.

And no, as the racial stereo type would typically imply, he was not black but white (It was reported to police as such by a female, whom I thank though I wish would have intervened). What particularly pisses me off is I just got the bike fixed after a tire was slashed by some pudgy retard a couple months ago. Now the bike gets stolen by an assumed 14 year old boy after I fix what the last idiot did to it.

Come on, I work damn hard, I took bill money to fix that bike so that I would be able to get home faster at the end of each night of hard sweaty work in a kitchen.

What gives you the right to take what's not yours you spineless little turd? I'd really like to meet you, you mindless, intellectually challenged child. —Jon Snow (Alias)