Son, it just ain't for you...

"Hey man, give me back my bike!"

Said this drunk twentysomething outside of 7/11. I had just walked my bike about 6 blocks from the bank on my way home. I walked my bike because well...I got two flat tires. Not one, but two damn flats. Here is the kicker, I got the bike the night before! So I was really in no mood to hear this guys Pee Wee reference. I just wanted some smokes so I could continue my trek home. "Dude, it's from Pee Wee's Big Adventure remember?" Yes I remember, but your drunkspeak is really the last thing I want to hear. "Oh you don't want this bike man, it's got two flats." I say. "That's a bummer."

Yes a bummer indeed.

Fin.