Today I saw my bike again, with another woman, as usual. So unfaithful.
I have made a decision, I am going to steal my bike back. I am going to buy some wire cutters and steal that bike back, and then I am going to spray paint it red so she will never know that i have it.
But really, why should I feel bad about stealing something that is mine. Right?
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i agree. it is not stealing if you are taking back what is yours. i think you shoudl have a friend accompany you and document the repatriation of your bike! and then blog about it. nice.
I really want you to do this.....really really want you to.how hilarious if you got caught doing it...too funny.I'm with crystal this needs to be documented.
I had laundry stolen from the laundry when I was in Hawaii and I saw a big Island girl squeezed into my hoody - I was so scared of her. Who has your bike Lucy - what is her physical build - could you take her on if caught, if so, make the steal tonight under the cover of darkness and wear all black, stay in the shadows, take the bike then ride it home asap, spray paint it and keep it secret even from your room mates. How exciting. if caught by the filthy stealer use the Uncle Pete Method of imidation and break out some karate moves that Pete practises everyday that you hought you would never remember. I want to hear all about it.LOVE. ps. its doesn't seem fair you are having such amusing adventures when wea re all stuck in boring old New Zealand.pss. don't go alaone have back up and be careful in the dark apparently some one lingers in the night - someone unsavoury and very very ugly.
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