"This thumbtack and the residual DNA it carries is only the first step leading towards a just and sweet revenge which will chill the hearts of Portland residents for years!"
@eljefe On my ride to work the other morning I saw a dude rollerblading somewhere wearing a backpack. There are no sidewalks or bike lanes here. He was in the street, just left of the gutter. He was scooting like he had somewhere to be. It was like 6:15am. Probably normal for some places, but pretty weird for Oklahoma.
He questioned the she-wolf as she told him the brass tack would re-inflate his tires. "You said the last one would make my bike fly like E.T.'s, and that is how my tire became deflated; and you told me degreasing my chain would make it submersible?"
She just stared with bewilderment.
"Are you sure this time it will work?" he said with hesitation.
As he slowly inserted the brass tack, she finally spoke up, "You aren't even a bike salesman to begin with, are you?"
At this point, he realized she had no magic powers, and questioned the authenticity of the DVD's he had purchased from her earlier.
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