I wonder how many expensive cards were attached to my bike wheels, ruined by my spokes! Lol
That reminds me of when I rode with my cousin when he was a cop. We'd take a teenage boy home who got into a fight and the parents would say something similar. There were beer cans laying all over the apartment and marijuana joints in the ashtrays. We'd look at each other and walk out. GEEEZZZ!!!
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