I went to Wal-Mart this afternoon to get a doorbell button... which they didn't have... for my house. As I was leaving, I looked up and saw cheap bikes by the hundreds hanging from the ceiling. There were so many bikes that I had to search for a few minutes just to find the actual bicycle department.

When I reached the bike department (a.k.a. ground zero), I noticed that the hanging bikes reached out for at least a hundred feet in every direction. There were little pink tyke bikes... flashy red pseudo-mountain bikes... adult choppers... and absolutely no road bikes at all.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have see bicycle hell. It is not pretty! Now, I am afraid to go to sleep.

Wait... what's that sound??? They're coming to get me... aieeeeeeeeeee!