Scrotes!
Aug.02, 2006, filed under Miscellany
A bunch of thieving scumbag 11 year olds had my seat post off Max on Saturday. Lifted it complete with my Inbred saddle, Specialized seatpack containing my Gerber Cool Tool, Pedro Milk bottle tyre levers and spare tube; and the rear Crud Catcher mudguard. Also had my minipump.
A pox on the little shites. I don’t care if they’re not even teenagers, my wrath is mighty and I can inflict the most dreadful, traumatic nightmares.
Everything else was locked. I just forgot that Max has a QR on the seatpost. You don’t expect that sort of thing around Leven, it’s such a small place. It was so fucking stupid — they were recognised and they’ve been caught on CCTV trying to steal sweets from the shop. I don’t expect to get my stuff back, though. I’ve ridden all over the country, including Oxford and London, and this is the first time I’ve ever had anything nicked.
Thank gods for Ebay and very nice people from C+. Ebay for my Cool Tool and Mike for a replacement saddle. A thousand blessings upon you Mike of the Bike, and Mrs Mike too. I shall, as is traditional, pass the favour on.
Our wonderful and lovely Mrs Provost made me laugh:
Horrid little shitbags.
Looks like they will be destined for a life of misery, young offenders’ institutions and early death from stab wounds, anyway.
Oh, sorry, that should probably read “it’s not their fault, they’re disenfrachised”.
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