A note to the morons I share the alley with.

[gridlore]

Although I am loathe to interfere with your quaint cultural festival called "Saturday Night Getting Drunk and Breaking Bottles on the Ground," could you please do it in front of your own damn garages instead of mine? The cause of both leaks in the tires is tiny shards of colored glass, and I found lots of it around.

If you wish to claim that you were shooting for the dumpster, may I gently remind you that the dumpster is a dozen feet from where I roll my bike out of the garage, and it that Stephan Hawking can shoot a better percentage than that.

In short, morons, stop breaking the damn bottles.

Oh, and another thing. I can understand a lot more spoken Spanish than I'm letting on. Su madre puede besar mi asno, también, los idiotas

Comments

[bunyip.livejournal.com]

What a bunch of idiots

[cmdr-zoom.livejournal.com]

Yeah, broken glass (especially of the idiotic kind) is the bane of bike riders. All I can recommend is that you learn to watch the ground and steer around the worst.

[gridlore.livejournal.com]

A bit later I'm taking the broom down and sweeping the worst of it away.