Praise be praised! Amandine Circumflex got her stolen bike back:
My super awesome husband went out to get some stuff from the drug store for a flu-ish wifey when he ran across a neighborhood kid on my bike. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! He reclaimed the bike and now it’s safe and sound.
“Reclaimed” the bike? What the fudge does that mean exactly? If anyone’s missing a neighborhood kid, might want to check the dumpster behind these badasses’ corner drug store. Link.
This is truly awesome. I have a very similar 3-speed inherited from my nana that I am really attached to so I was sincerely bummed for this person.
Now you’re unbummed!
Stop talking about my bum!
Jeez, C.A., don’t get all butthurt!
Glad the bike is back… now lock the fucker up, okay?
And fix the seat while you’re at it…
still want some more detail on “reclaimed”….