Chasing down the dude who took my bike okay. so I have two bikes. 1 is a piece of shit that just sits in my back yard and doesnt really get used. (too heavy, not fast).. my girlfriend and i each have a bike we use and we lock them on the front porch (her other bike got stolen last year randomly.. assholes).. but anyway.. the guy that lives in the apartment below me (total nut bag, weirdest dude i ever care to meet.. type that wears his socks on top of the sweat pants type).. anyway.. he has like 12 bikes in the yard and tons of other bike parts and other shit all over the place and even down in the basement. we dont think he has a job. anyway.. so i look out and theres this truck with like 6 bikes in the back about to drive away.. i see my yellow bike (the one i leave in the backyard, it sucks.. but still) in the back of the truck and im like what the fuck?? so i high tail out of the apartment and go chasing down this random truck with my bike in the back of it.. im all yelling and waving my arms in a full sprint.. turn the corner and book it a little more.. haha!! at this point the truck stops and im like what the fuck?? thats my bike? so some big burly dude (not the guy who lives below me) says.. "the landlord told mark that he has to get all the bikes out of there".. so i was like whatever. give me my bike.. he's like, "why was it there?" and im like.. its my apartment.. ahh it was kinda funny.. he wasn't really stealing my bike.. but he thought it was just another one of marks.. i dont even care for the bike at all, but it was just the principle of it.. seeing it in some truck being taken away.. i was like.. oh no you dont and i chased his ass down.. ahh! it was great.. and now ive reclaimed the bike i dont really want anyway.   ¶ 8/07/2004 06:23:00 PM