||[May. 15th, 2006|09:01 am]
last night I went to see RJD2 at Walter's, and guess who was there.
that's right, Archie. My stolen bike.
This douchebag has the nerve to steal my bike from in front of my coffeeshop (well, not really, I think Franklin St fucking sucks but they have the intarweb) and then take it to a show that I am going to!
and I know who it is. He's this douchebag courier. I recognized his lock. and he was there with about 20 asian prostitues.
so the rumble is on! so far I have David, Nik, Jeremy (of course! J Douce is the rumble master!!), Ashley, and Chelcey.
Seriously. A BIKE COURIER stole my BIKE. I am going to bash his HEAD IN with that stupid fucking CHAIN he uses as a LOCK and wears around his waist like he's so FUCKING PUNK ROCK with his DUMB! ASS! SIDEBURNS!!!
can you feel the anger, people?
it is time to rumble!
ps: rumble rumble rumble rumble.