Originally Posted by karmical

last night...2:45am riding down market street so drunk the only time i stop/slow down is to throw up more....throwing up so hard at 6th and market crackheads try and pass me their pipe to ease my pain

by the time i make it to the bus terminal...i can't stand up anymore...bus driver has to secure my bike to the bike rack...plus wake me up when we hit oakland, where 2 alameda county deputies laugh at me as i somehow miss my pedals and fall into a fence...i don't think they thought i was going to ride away, cause their expressions changed somewhat as i sprinted into the darkness...