Originally Posted by Bacchusbill

I went to the bar with some friends, and locked up outside. 2 locks, no issues. About 3am, I go outside to finish my beer and go home. I unlocked my bike and moved it to wall beside me while I changed shoes and watched the idiots. As I am finishing my beer, this young, tight jeaned wuss keeps checking out the bike. Certainly he notices the sidi's and broken in messenger bag beside the seemingly outta shape old dude....but no. As I am sitting there, he picks up my bike and starts to roll it out into the street. I am literally right on his heels. He makes it about 20 feet down the street when, I guess, he figures he can swing a leg over an ride off, when I grab him.


As I was following him into the street, my friend colin called out to me and I gave him a quick finger in the air to acknowledge him as I was on dudes heels, and colin immediately saw the situation and started my way.

I grabbed dude by the throat and pinned him first against the wooden fence by the dumpster and forced him to the ground......by the throat, 1 motion. I was about to annihilate this little hipster. Fortunately, a bouncer saw me take him down and pulled me away before I lost myself and started pounding. Colin was coherent enought to get out without yelling that dude was trying to lift my bike.

He was screaming that it was his. I said that I had just unlocked it with 2 locks that were in my messenger bag and dude screams that he has the keys. HEHEHEHE> I whip out both chains with my keys and beg him to open with his keys. of course no luck.

He's caught. Begging for forgiveness. No deal.... while we are waiting on the PD, dude takes off running, and Colin, MY BOY, 42, HALF this dudes age runs him down and drags him back to justice.

PD shows up..cuffs dude and off to jail he goes. YEEHAAAW Score one for the good guys!!!


I am so jacked up on adrenaline right now its not even funny.