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Seriously though now I've got that song stuck in my head. It's been days now. "Put it under my boobs!" It's pretty catchy.

There are a lot of good ones.

• Still somewhat wasted from last night!
• Brakes don't work so great!
• The intoxicating, rapturous power of being the Grand Arbiter of Speed!
• The perverse joy of making a bunch of people late for work - maybe you got someone fired this time! Should have left 20 minutes earlier, guy!
• Or maybe you just, you know, drive by vibes.

Some days while I'm out there putting excess wear on 2nd gear, I like to weave back and forth like I'm drunk, but stay mostly in the bike lane so I feel safe while I text people.

But my personal favorite is to drive 10 kmh on Western, where no one can turn off or get around. I get around a dozen cars bumper-to-bumper behind me, t

8th and Western, a couple houses down. Big guy, about 6', 230 lbs, black hoody and work pants, black mask, pink skin and red hair, orange messenger bag, and black trash bag. I chased him off, and he's currently hiding in the unfinished house behind that apartment complex if you want to confront the piece of shit and get your stuff back. Might want to arm yourself, he's methed out of his gourd.