Friday, May 20, 2011

stolen bikes ride faster

an open letter to the little fucker who stole my bike.

you lucky little bastard, with your knee caps all un broken and your face all in its place.
you stole my zen time, my meditation mobile.
ill crush your brain pan if i ever see you with, or without my bike.
you little fuck.

1 comment:

  1. we will find this asshole, and fuck when we do...