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So I come out of the store, and head to my bike. And there on my bike is an Ass Clown sitting on my bike... My Bike!!!
I do not know this guy, I have never seen his punk ass before, but he feels the need to sit on a strangers bike. I don't sit on anybody's bike, even if I know them, unless they give me permission.
And by the way this is not the first time, I had to fix my bike once already because someone sat on it and then DROPPED it when I was at work.
Anyway, I walk up to the guy from behind, not wanting to scare him, I calmly ask if that was his bike. He had the nerve to say yes. Never mind that I am standing there with my jacket on and helmet in hand. I ask him if he could start it up so I could here it. He looked at me perplexed, then he looked at my gear. He mumbled what I believe where the words "oh shit" and he proceeded to jump of my bike (he had the kick stand up) I jumped to try to keep my bike from dropping, in the process I lose the grip on my helmet and that hits the ground. And I am unable to keep my bike from nailing the unforgiving ground.
I was like the Hulk at this point, I honestly believe that I turned green. I look at the guy who had frozen for a second but then began to run. I pick up persuit and catch him after about 30 seconds of going in and out of parked cars. I tackled him to the ground and punched him just a couple of times to weaken him. I asked someone standing by if they could call the police for me. As I wait for them he keeps telling me he is sorry, that he was just really scared and thats why he jumped off. The cops come and I tell them what happened and that I wanted to press charges for him destroying my property. They take him to the police substation and I call my insurance company. Figuring that they would book him and release him I thought that would be a good punishment, after all I did beat his ass a little.
But it is not over, now he is pressing charges for assualt. Isn't that just my luck.
I do not know this guy, I have never seen his punk ass before, but he feels the need to sit on a strangers bike. I don't sit on anybody's bike, even if I know them, unless they give me permission.
And by the way this is not the first time, I had to fix my bike once already because someone sat on it and then DROPPED it when I was at work.
Anyway, I walk up to the guy from behind, not wanting to scare him, I calmly ask if that was his bike. He had the nerve to say yes. Never mind that I am standing there with my jacket on and helmet in hand. I ask him if he could start it up so I could here it. He looked at me perplexed, then he looked at my gear. He mumbled what I believe where the words "oh shit" and he proceeded to jump of my bike (he had the kick stand up) I jumped to try to keep my bike from dropping, in the process I lose the grip on my helmet and that hits the ground. And I am unable to keep my bike from nailing the unforgiving ground.
I was like the Hulk at this point, I honestly believe that I turned green. I look at the guy who had frozen for a second but then began to run. I pick up persuit and catch him after about 30 seconds of going in and out of parked cars. I tackled him to the ground and punched him just a couple of times to weaken him. I asked someone standing by if they could call the police for me. As I wait for them he keeps telling me he is sorry, that he was just really scared and thats why he jumped off. The cops come and I tell them what happened and that I wanted to press charges for him destroying my property. They take him to the police substation and I call my insurance company. Figuring that they would book him and release him I thought that would be a good punishment, after all I did beat his ass a little.
But it is not over, now he is pressing charges for assualt. Isn't that just my luck.