sinkoman
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So I was chilling at the clocktower today and this fool i've ridden with a few times was doing 180s and shit on my bike and then took off on it.
Mother ****ers name is Evan. I know that fool lives in East Bay, and pops his head into Solano Avenue Cyclery every so often. I know he goes to Berkley Skatepark a lot too.
I was so shocked when it first happened, I didn't even believe it for a second. It probably didn't help that I was high as ****, but me and this guy Marvin I was chilling with kept on reassuring each other that he just dipped out real quick to get something to drink or something. Nope, that fool cut out with my shit.
I'm so pissed off man. That's all I do, ride my bike, go to class, and smoke weed. That bike was my ****ing life. I don't want to say "was" actually because I have faith that i'll get it back, since the whole SF BMX community is pretty much on the lookout for my shit right now, but still man. FUUUUUUUUUUCK
That bike is worth a lot of money too, more money than I have to get a new one. I've got enough people letting me borrow their parts in light of this that i'll have another one built up in no time (hopefully), but that was MY bike. I feel like a small part of me has been torn out and is currently getting ridden like your younger sister by a sketchy ass puerto rican dude that lives in Berkely.
I would most likely be crying right now if I wasn't so blazed.
here's the bike. Only difference is I had four pegs on when it was stolen.:
Mother ****ers name is Evan. I know that fool lives in East Bay, and pops his head into Solano Avenue Cyclery every so often. I know he goes to Berkley Skatepark a lot too.
I was so shocked when it first happened, I didn't even believe it for a second. It probably didn't help that I was high as ****, but me and this guy Marvin I was chilling with kept on reassuring each other that he just dipped out real quick to get something to drink or something. Nope, that fool cut out with my shit.
I'm so pissed off man. That's all I do, ride my bike, go to class, and smoke weed. That bike was my ****ing life. I don't want to say "was" actually because I have faith that i'll get it back, since the whole SF BMX community is pretty much on the lookout for my shit right now, but still man. FUUUUUUUUUUCK
That bike is worth a lot of money too, more money than I have to get a new one. I've got enough people letting me borrow their parts in light of this that i'll have another one built up in no time (hopefully), but that was MY bike. I feel like a small part of me has been torn out and is currently getting ridden like your younger sister by a sketchy ass puerto rican dude that lives in Berkely.
I would most likely be crying right now if I wasn't so blazed.
here's the bike. Only difference is I had four pegs on when it was stolen.: