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Mine, and my sisters.
Mine had full suspension. Hers did not. Hers was the only way she had to get to university and back.
Stolen from our garage.
Our house.
Right under our noses.
My bike was the only way I was going to get a holiday this year. Me and my mates were intending to go youth hosteling.
And now I will probably never see it again.
Because of some idiot.
Probably the builders who were working on a house across the road from us.
They were there all day. The bikes were stolen during the only 30 minutes that all of my family were out of the house.
I had just gone to work. To earn some honest money. My dad was at work, earning honest money. My sister was at work, earning honest money.
And some idiot simply took what will cost me 50 hours of work to replace.
That isn't including customisations I made to it.
My sister will probably never replace hers. She's a pikey student.
Tommorow, the builders return.
They have left scaffolding up.
I intend to walk over to them, and ask them. If they say no, I will punch them in the face. Rather hard.
They'll be bigger than me. I'm not bothered. I dont mind pain.
I am rather annoyed.
From my house, while I was out at work.
> Damn.
All the respected posters tell me not to be violent, but the others
> tell me to hit people.
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Well, you know who to follow then, don't you?
:-)
> I had my bike nicked once. I used to race cross country, and the bike was worth
> about £1400. I was gutted.
Annoyingly, I knew who did it, but the cops
> did nothing.
The cops are ******* useless.
Get a reference number off the
> cops, then wait a month and claim the bikes on the house insurance. They will be
> covered...
*tries to play hangman, guessing the letters in the blanked word*
''So far I've got, F, U, K, I, G. Hmm... I wonder''