Aw, gee man, that blows goat balls. My brother's bike got stolen. Twice actually. The first was this nice BMX Dyno. The idiot kept leaving it outside the door instead of putting it away, and we'd all say put it away in the garage, but it was stolen before he learned. The next was a black GT Bullet that he got as a hand-me-down from me. After about two years he made some malarky up about it being broken, and instead of asking Dad to take it to the shop, he left it outside, saying that no one would take a broken bike (this is around the time I'm discussing with my dad about getting the bike I have now, so you could figure out he was trying to get his own instead of a hand-me). It stayed there for several months before someone took it. The moron's plan backfired too, now the spoiled brat will never get a new bike from my parents. Weeeeeeeeeeeeellll, to get to the point, since I have a new kickass bike, the old Trek 820 I have for regular commuting is still here and in fairly good shape. If you want it, maybe I could arrange something.
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