Exactly what the title says. I live in the in-law apartment on the bottom half of my mother's house. My little sister was having a birthday party. I keep the bike in the garage, and to get into here you either go through the back door or through the front door which goes into the garage and leads to either down here or upstairs. A bunch of people my little sister didn't even know showed up and one of those fuckers stole it right out of the garage. It's a fucking expensive bike too.
Well I was able to track it across the mark they left on the grass riding it until they hit the street, they're somewhere due south.
Hope you find it! Btw, there's no basement at the Alamo. (some people will get that) My dad had a custom bike made for my 10th birthday. A week later it was stolen! I feel for ya.
someone stole my BMX bike when I was a kid. I left it against a tree while we were in the woods exploring. my dad drove around the nearest ghetto neighborhood and saw some kid sitting on it showing it off. so he pulled up and said, 'nice bike. where the fuck did you get it?' and had that little fucker shook in front of his friends. and voila, I was cruisin again the next day.
me too. i had my car broken into. little fuckers busted out my passenger window and ripped out my cd player. bastards.
You’re right he’s probably boasting about it to all of his friends telling them “I stole the bike right out from under his nose” Hotwater
I hate thieves. People around here will steal anything not nailed down. We've had one bike stolen, and I've even had windows broken when someone tried to steal a locked-up bike and found they couldn't. The students around here are the worst...next door is a rental and one year the garage was filled with random stolen shit, like a pile of house numbers (yes, they went right up and unscrewed them from the houses) and construction signs. Assholes.
That's why people shouldn't let randoms to parties. Sorry that they didn't steal your sister's shit instead =P