lol...no worries, didnt mean to affend anyone. also didnt want to get banned as i do love going onto rotorburn every night.
You do realise that you're just as bad as him now don't you?My bike got nicked from school with bolt cutters but i got the guy and his wanker friends back.
I found out the day later who it was just by asking, and then went to his 'hideout' on foot, and pepper sprayed him and all his many friends who chased me and then stole his bike the night after (which was better than the one which was stolen from me)
I sort of wanted to prove to myself im not a pussy too
If not worse, he didn't pepper spray you and your friends.You do realise that you're just as bad as him now don't you?
and that kids, is what we call and OVER-REACTIONMy bike got nicked from school with bolt cutters but i got the guy and his wanker friends back.
I found out the day later who it was just by asking, and then went to his 'hideout' on foot, and pepper sprayed him and all his many friends who chased me and then stole his bike the night after (which was better than the one which was stolen from me)
I sort of wanted to prove to myself im not a pussy too
Its A Dapto Thing. Like Wollongongs Western Suburbs. But Worse. HahaYou do realise that you're just as bad as him now don't you?
well it could have ended up worse. did you get in trouble, if it was at my school and i was sent to the headmasters office, i would have told him what happened and he would have proberbly said that he would have done the same thing!Just yesterday, i had to ride my bike to school (05 Astrix Union) cus my mom would'nt drive me, and it was for exams so i was coming out an hour and a half later. when i cane out this year 7 bioch was messin' with my lock tryin' to find out the combo. i walked up to him and said "what the fuck do you think you're doing?, get the fuck away from my bike." he pissed off into his circle of year 7 dickheads and was like"oh my god ill never do that again." Then though a teacher came up to me who heard me swear and got me sent to the fuken headmasters office i was so pissed off
i dont live in a flat but my bike does stay with me in in my bedroom against the end of the bed. i should proberbly chain it to the bed just to be extra safe......I have been pissed off about this ever since it hapened. My dad was living in a flat and i was staying with him for the weekend. My bike at the time a Kona King Kikapu was locked up in the so called "secure" parking under the flats. After a day trip to the coast i returned to find my bike gone outraged i called the police as soon i got up to the flat. After about two weeks of searching we aplied for insurance but for some stupid reason the underground "secure" parking was not part of the home insurance and so they said i had no claim. not only did i loose my bike but i did not get insurance. Just a message to all the riders out there living in a flat. please take the time to cary it up the flights of stairs and keep it safe and sound next to your bed!!
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Anyway, the moral is BIKELOCKS AT ALL TIMES...
i would get a paint ball gun, bb gun. you could even get both. im not sure but i think BB's hurt, and 20 or so paint balls to the back of the head, that would hurt!any suggestions on what sort of non-lethal weapon would suit best?
haha, that was a sick story!I`ve been meaning to post this one for a while
Picture Happy Guy in bike shop picking up new toy that he has been paying off on lay-buy for six months. Bike leaning on shop counter while shop owner and Happy Guy look at go go bling gear on wall behind counter.
Young Punk quietly walks past counter, collects new bike on the way and starts heading for the door. Happy Guy and shop owner do not notice. Young Punk starts to move a bit quicker.
Happy Guy`s Girlfriend walks in front door with 2 cups of coffee from cafe next door and sees Young Punk heading her way on Happy Guy`s new bike (the bike that she has been dropping off payments for every week for the past six months).
Happy Guy`s Girlfriend (all 5'7 of her) casually places coffee cups on the floor and in one fluid movement spins around and clothes lines Young Punk with such force and power that Young Punk is knocked clean off his feet and slams flat on his back onto the nice soft concrete floor.
Happy Guy`s Girlfriend picks up coffee cups and calls out "coffee anyone?"
Happy Guy and Happy Guy`s Girlfriend are now happily married with 5 bikes.